Surrogate For The Alpha Dom Novels & Stories

Domica didn’t wear a sash. She wore power. And Dominique… was remembering that now. She emerged from the water glowing, the remnants of perfume and rose-scented pretense wiped clean from her skin. Wrapped in a silk robe, she crossed to her desk and powered on her custom-built laptop. A black screen blinked once, then flooded with code and interface panels. She logged into her encrypted subnetwork. A familiar fox mask avatar blinked in the corner: Domica_Alpha. The subscriber list pinged open.

But today he didn’t have a choice. Three shipments of construction materials had vanished in the last month. Expensive ones. And now the funds to replace them had mysteriously “not cleared.” His Gamma, Marcus, usually ran the company without issue — but even he couldn’t explain this mess. Which meant Derek had to show his face. And when the Alpha showed his face, people stopped lying. He exhaled slowly, trying to ignore the suffocating press of traffic around him. Back home, the air was clean. Crisp. The forest wrapped around the pack’s territory like a living shield. Wolves patrolled the borders. The land breathed with them.

Knowledge about genders was rife online and in everyday life. Marry glared at her good friend, and began to impart science to Calantha, “Alpha has many levels and it is expressed through pheromones. Alpha's highest rank is S-rank, which is extremely sparse. Marcus Hofsess is one of the few S-class alphas. S-class alpha is characterized by very violent pheromones, which can even affect beta. When an omega is marked by an S-rank alpha, that omega will be enveloped by those strong pheromones, then it forbids anyone to approach his possession.” Calantha worried, she said "Then I just leave it like this, don’t I?"

"Of course, Alpha." ***

I knew I sounded frustrated and helpless but I’m just expressing my inner turmoil. “You said they're your responsibility, Henri,” Julian echoed my words from days past. I shook my head vehemently. “No. They're my burden.” Julian's expression softened, comprehension flickering in his green eyes. “I understand, Henri. I know you wouldn't have returned if it weren't for Karyna and our child. These people don't deserve you. They hated and ostracized you when you needed them the most. But that was in the past. They need you now, we all need you to remain Alpha. Don't worry about WildLine; I'll handle its rebuilding after your wedding. A designer will always be a designer, just like an Alpha will

Olivia's POV I froze for a moment, unsure if I had heard correctly or if I had misheard the man in front of me. Did he just say surrogate? And did he just say that Damian told him about our situation? "W...what?" I returned with a trembling voice. "A surrogate, Olivia." Alpha Alexander clarified, further confirming my suspicion. "I know how it sounds, and I understand how you must be feeling right now. But we will keep it a secret, no one has to know. Once Damian gets an heir, his position as Alpha would be solidified. Plus, the Forgers wouldn't want a woman whom they believe has already taken in for another Alpha—"

Dom said, clasping the Alpha hard on the shoulder. On their way home, they had run into a fox and the Alpha being hungry had killed it only for a witch to appear blowing curses at the Lycan who ignored her and ran with his Betas. ****

An Alpha. Finally free.

Madox smiled. There were few times that he could see his friend out of control, with all his uncontrolled pheromones invading the whole place aggressively. That...was good for health. Dominic had always been an alpha who could be said passive. He didn't look for conflict and while he wouldn't let himself be overshadowed by another alpha he did look for the least violent means of dealing with things. Very contrary to him.

Something tickled the back of his mind but he couldn't quite grasp it and in the moment he couldn't focus enough to try. As Cora collapsed against his chest he stroked her long, wild waves and kissed the top of her head. "That thing you said Baby, it was really hot. But, did you mean it? Do you want me to fill you up with my cum? Do you want me to try to knock you up?" "I wouldn't have said it if I didn't mean it, Alpha." It was the title that he deserved that had been denied him, and his heart swelled as his little mate recognized him as the rightful Alpha of their pack.