The Alpha's Princess Surrogate Novels & Stories

“I don’t know, Pippa. We could…get some pizza? Just…relax? And talk?” “I am a Luna and a mother,” Pippa snaps, advancing on him again, cradling her baby close. “I am fighting to adjust to the loss of my family and my position in society so that I can give my little girl a better life. And while I am happy to make that sacrifice for her, I am struggling at every turn to understand who I am in this world! Not to mention that my Alpha has fallen in love with another man – an act that would result in his death in our home nation. And that might very well result in me being abandoned and alone here –“ “Pippa, we would never let you be abandoned, of course we’d always support you –“

Together, they delved into the depths of the tapestry, studying its ancient symbols and deciphering its hidden messages. As Isabella immersed herself in her studies, she stumbled upon a forgotten prophecy that had been concealed within the tapestry for centuries. It spoke of a great cosmic alignment, a convergence of destinies that would bring forth a new era of supernatural beings. According to the prophecy, two powerful Alphas would rise, each destined to play a pivotal role in shaping the future of the supernatural world. One would be the Alpha King, chosen by the Lycan prince who had long awaited his mate. The other would be the Alpha Queen, the fated mate of Phoenix, the prospective Alp

She nodded a few times, like a cute baby girl, and then began telling me what kind of deal she wanted to have. “I can make you run for Alpha King, but I have a condition.” My amusement toward her grew, and Jaxox, who had been silently watching, suddenly chuckled. “You can make Alpha Maximillian run for Alpha King? Do you have what it takes to do it?” “Of course I have,” she said confidently and stubbornly. “I’m the Alpha Princess. You can search for my information now if you don't believe me.” I felt Jaxon taking his phone and begin searching for the Alpha Princess, and not a minute later, his voice sounded through our mindlink, “She is indeed the Alpha Princess. Princess Arabella Fallon.”

"The person who accessed the file used a proxy, but the signature of the intrusion matches two previous incidents connected to Aldric Morse's organization. We can't prove it in a legal sense yet. But we know." "Who is Aldric Morse?" I asked. The question landed in a small silence. Cael came around the table and sat down across from me, which meant he wanted me to actually hear this rather than receive it across a distance. "He's the other primary candidate for Alpha King," he said. "He leads the Eastern Coalition, four packs in the mid-Atlantic region. He's been my main opposition for two years." He paused. "He's also the kind of man who views people as problems to be solved, and his methods

he sobbed, his body wracking with tremors. My chest ached, but something in me snapped. “That man is not your dad!” I snapped, my voice sharper than I intended. “Your dad is Jayden—the Alpha of the Red Moon Pack. You will not call him that again, do you understand me?” The words left my mouth before I could stop them. The moment they did, silence followed. Abriel froze, his sobs cutting off instantly, his small body stiffening against the seat.

Princess Meliora. I read their names. I am assigned to wash their beautiful and thick clothes. They are the children of the three siblings of our pack's Luna Cordelia. Our pack is ruled by the Hastings hierarchy, and our pack is named after their surname, the Hastings pack. All the Hastings are already considered royalty. Our Alpha, named Alpha Archibald, is the true Hastings, and he was only married to our Luna. Now, all the family members of the crowned Luna will also be considered royalties. But only their children have the right to inherit the throne, and if they are not fortunate enough to have one, they will choose from the Hastings family only.

I pushed her so hard that she hit her back on the wall. "What's going on here? Marcella." I heard a feminine voice barge into the room and moved to her. It was the Alpha princess. "Hey! What did you do to her? You shouldn't dare lay your filthy fingers at her or you'll be thrown into the dungeon." The princess screeched at me. I only stood watching the both of them, but I didn't care to say a word. "You're strong now, you're lucky for Luna or you would have bled to death and no one cares." Marcella began running mouth again.

I knew she was not a surrogate because I'd seen the pictures of all my surrogates, and this face was never on the list. "W..what are you saying, Alpha? Is she one of our surrogates?" Hansen asked when I saw her getting red since I kept tightening my hold around her neck, wanting to choke her till her death! "I...I am not a surrogate! You must be wrong! Please....let me go." She cried out breathlessly and closed her eyes in pain, but hearing her words, I had the urge to keep strangling her. 'Are you planning to kill your heir? You will kill her and your puppies too!' My wolf, Alex suddenly roared in my head.

I stared at the mansion as we walked past and noticed a small boy standing beneath the stairs, peeking up at us. “Who is that?” I asked calmly. Seraphina paused, her eyes lighting up the moment she saw him. “Caden! You are awake.” “The Alpha Prince?” Elara muttered. Seraphina paused as she stared at us. “No. Not yet.” My brows notched up. “I will be Alpha in his stead,” Seraphina’s eyes glinted with an intensity, “until Caden wants to become one.” My eyes moved between both siblings and just somehow, I knew it. This Alpha princess had something to lose.

If left to them, they'd fund whatever it was that would expunge us from the surface of the earth. I arrived in a room behind the Ballroom, locking my gaze on Princess Isolde and Sera who sat next to each other. A large portrait cut through the wall that opened to the events of the ball while shielding them from being seen. "Status, Princess." "I hit the navigation." She informed me and I angled my face. "The Alpha proxies are here as you speculated." My brows raised, suspicion settling in. "From which territory?" It took her a brief moment to find her words.