Surrogate To The Alpha Prince In A Coma Novels & Stories

"Is everything alright?" Prince. He's not just the Alpha King's son. He's the prince. "Fine," Byrde responds, his voice changing, becoming harder. "I was just looking for someone." "Who?" Alpha Marcus sounds suspicious. There's a pause. I hold my breath. "No one important," Byrde finally says, and each word feels like a knife in my chest. "I must have been mistaken." The footsteps fade away. I curl into a ball on the floor, silent tears streaming down my face. Of course. What did I expect? That a prince would claim a slave as his mate?

She had to know Roxanne was here, she had to know who Roxanne was. "You are one brave prince, Lancelot, because that would be the only explanation as to why you brought a HUMAN here." She did not yell, but she said the word "human" like it was a taboo. The King looked at him in shock, Diana shared her husband's sentiment, while Hera wondered what Lancelot had been thinking. The rest of the council murmured. "But!" Athaliah's voice silence the room once more. "You are alpha king, so have it your way. Oh well, you have always been destined to be the alpha king, even though you were not the first seed. Some unplanned obstacles just got in the way of your destiny..." Her voice stung his ears lik

After that, I never get the chance to extend my apology to him when he kept himself away from me as much as possible. "... and that only tells me one thing." Johnson suddenly clapped my shoulder. "Our prince was experiencing what we called an identity crisis. He's shifting." Johnson added. "You mean... Our prince is falling in love with that impaired metallic boy? Well, our generation's love knows no bounds." Lackey even made it obvious. "I like the sound of it, Proclaimed and Mated to the Alpha Prince," he added in a romantic way.

Alexander’s POV I sit in my office, surrounded by a sea of reports and paperwork. The dim light of my desk lamp creates a cozy atmosphere, but my focus is unwaveringly fixed on the reports handed to me by one of my betas earlier today. As Alpha, it's my duty to oversee the affairs of our pack and address any internal issues that may arise. This particular report has piqued my interest, as it hints at something more sinister. I can't help but suspect foul play from those who aspire to take my place as Alpha.

" He practically screams at the doctor who flinched then bowing in submission. "We will have to run tests Alpha, it could be a temporary side effect of the coma, but we won't know for sure until we do," she responds quickly with a whimper, head bowed in submission. ALPHA?! What the heck is going on? My mate was Beta Ace, not the Alpha of another pack, and how on earth did we get to meet? Where is Thomas? And Luna Lily? Wait…Coma? I've been in a coma? For how long? Was that because of the rejection?

I closed my eyes, focusing on chanting some more, before opening them back again, and saying one last word, “Begone!” The man’s body stopped convulsing at once, and then stilled completely. “You evil woman!” Gamma Spencer shifted at once, and charged at us almost blindly. He was no match for an Alpha whose sorrow was indescribable. Indeed, Alex’s father made quick work of him. “Your highness,” Beta Marc was calling desperately. “Your highness!” Only the Alpha King was no more. His wolves began to lose the will to fight, and many of them bowed their heads in submission, some even showing their bellies. I was about to fall to my knees, but Paulina helped me remain steady.

the doctor said before pressing his lips together as if deep in thought. My confusion must have been as clear as day on my face and I felt so uncomfortable sitting on the chair next to the prince that I couldn’t stop my hands from fidgeting. “Let me start by explaining together what exactly we define as an Ultimate Alpha. Prince Leonard here is a prime example of one,” the doctor said as he gestured to the prince. “Ok…” I murmured. Prince Leonard suddenly looked more uncomfortable than before. I could tell that this wasn’t a topic that was pleasant for him. Before I could stop myself, I had already reached for my hand and held it in his.

My mind seems fuzzy, only the pain and the strange screams echo in my head over and over again. Xavier rushes into the room, his expression one of pure worry. "Mona!" he shouts as he comes to meet me. He demolishes me in a huge, bone-crushing embrace. It's comforting...more than I can ever admit. "I was so worried..." he whispers, his breath dancing along my cheek. I smile, tilting my head down so he can't see it. The rainbow man stands up, looking at me with a warm smile that makes my heart tremble. "So this is really your mate," he says, without a doubt, "I'm glad. This will prevent our alpha from being such a player."

“But the Alpha chose—” “The Alpha is blind,” I cut in. “Drugged by fake moans and staged towel slips. You think that bath ritual was sacred? I was there. I heard her squeak like a mouse when the salt touched the water. I saw her blush on cue. Everything about her is rehearsed.” The third maid—Lila—shrank back. “We… we don’t know anything about that…” “Of course you don’t.” I folded my arms, letting the silence stretch until it hurt.

“I’m not a thing you get to use.” I met her gaze, unflinching. “Everyone is a thing, Princess. Some are simply more valuable. Now,” I said, waving my phone at her. “Your Alpha is in a coma. No one is coming for you. Not today. Not tomorrow.” I paused at the door on my way out. “Make yourself comfortable.” As I walked away, her voice followed me—raw, furious, unbroken. “You will choke on this mistake.” I smiled to myself. Let her fight. Let her rage. Let her hope. Hope made the fall so much sweeter.