The Alpha's Accidental Surrogate Novels & Stories

She replied with a calm smile and my curiosity started getting the best out of me. “What accident?” I bombarded her with a question. “I think I will let you rest my Luna.” She said as she was trying to avoid the question. “As the Luna of this pack, I order you not to Leave me in suspense.” I ordered her as she bow her head in respect. “You and the Alpha of the pack was on trip to the other pack for the election of new Alphas when you both had an accident .” “We lost everybody in the car apart from you.” “You were the only Surviver, Every other person died, including the Alpha.”

“Why are you asking me if I’m okay? You’re the one that was just held hostage by hunters for weeks! Don’t you dare ever do something like that again! I don’t care that you’re Luna and that you are responsible for this whole pack, that was just dumb!” “Oh, but you’re wrong,” Lya smirked. “I’m not just Luna Lya anymore. I’m Alpha Lya now, too!” “You… what?” Lya nodded frantically. “It was an accident, though,” she quickly added. I walked to the kitchen island, taking a seat at a bar stool. “How does one accidentally become an alpha? I mean, Alpha Oliver is okay, right?” Lya’s tinkling laugh filled the room. “Of course he’s fine. I mean, I wouldn’t be standing here if he wasn’t fine.”

“It’s time for dinner. Let’s eat.” The room slowly filled as everyone took their seats. Lisa stood beside her mother, steadying her, and my attention kept drifting back to her. I could not look away. Alpha Kieran took the seat beside me. “Who’s that?” he whispered. “That’s Lisa, the surrogate,” I said, keeping my voice level. He said nothing. I glanced at him and saw he had gone completely still. “Not her,” he whispered. “The older woman.” His eyes were fixed on Susan, unblinking.

One I didn't see coming. "Apparently you've been purchased from a very shrewd slave trader to…” “Wait, what?!” My mouth falls open, and he finishes his sentence. “You’ve been purchased to become my Alpha's surrogate."

"It says here that the Alpha and his Luna would usher everyone on the first day of the event, right before it would be started." I groaned in frustration, as I realized what it potentially meant. Being with Luna would see Catherine coming up beside me. "Tell the servants to get Sarah from the dungeon. "My instruction seemed to have shaken Williams a bit; I had forcefully dealt with Sarah in the confines of the mansion, and in a period where William was involved in my undercover mission of surveying potential packs to take absolute control. "Alpha if I may ask, why is it that she was kept in the dungeon in the first place?"I gave him a hard stare and he held back and bowed, before eventually

Gods, politics was a slow form of torture. “You know Amanda and I just got divorced,” I muttered, dropping into the leather chair that probably cost more than her entire settlement. “She was never my Luna. Hell, I only married her because my fated mate... Rogue Alpha’s daughter, vanished when we were kids.” The memory still stabbed like glass. All that was left of her were those green eyes and that soft, familiar laugh I could never forget. Marcel didn’t even blink at the reminder of my tragic love story. “That’s exactly why we need a fix, Alpha. How about pulling the trigger on the surrogacy plan? We can spin it as a modern solution...”

“Don’t have too much fun with that. It might ruin the fun for the run tonight. I’m assuming since you aren’t on duty, you’ll be there? I hear the Alpha and Beta won’t be.” “Well, as far as I can tell, they’re up to their eyeballs in complications with the people who run the vet clinic. So, who knows what will happen?” “The vet clinic. If I didn’t know how honest the Alpha is, I wouldn’t believe that she saved him from becoming roadkill. I’d think he planned it all to see how far it would go with her.” Alex was trying to make a joke about the rather odd situation their Alpha found themselves in just a few days ago.

Jessup asked apprehensively, "Should we rush down there and swap the drinks before anyone gets harmed?" Ron replied with a resigned tone, "It's too late. They're already lifting their glasses to drink. Let's just watch and see who ends up with which one." Jessup- "Before I forget, there's one more detail. Remember the lone Alpha? Well, the Luna of the second Alpha secretly swapped his drink with that of the first Alpha's." Ron- "However, the female companion of the second Alpha also managed to spike the drink of the lone Alpha. I observed a smirk playing on her lips as she did it."

I arched a brow, still in disbelief. This time, she let out a full laugh, attracting the attention of a few students passing by. “Really.” She said, and stepped closer. “My family made a donation, and suddenly 'self-expression' became acceptable." Convinced, I shook her hand and forced a smile on my lips. “I’m Irene Slater.” "I know who you are." Her grin widened. "You're the Alpha's breeder. I was at that party, you know. So I saw the whole thing go down.”

Sometimes Derek wondered if she carried Freya’s memory like a shield — or a chain. She leaned across the desk, offering her hand. Derek touched her fingers with his. That was Corrine — she needed that reassuring touch, and Derek never wanted her to feel alone. “Why do you insist on this surrogacy thing?” she asked quietly. Derek withdrew his hand, keeping himself in check not to get angry. “It’s time I had children. An heir. The pack deserves the Alpha lineage to continue,” he said, hoping there wouldn’t be more arguing. “You could…” she began.