The Cursed Alpha King's Surrogate Novels & Stories

"The terms are as follows. Once the pact takes effect, the surrogate shall have one year to conceive and bear Alpha Dominic's pup. During this period, she is bound to cooperate with the conception attempts arranged by the pack." I stopped breathing. My stomach twisted into a knot so tight I thought I might be sick. My nails pressed crescents into my palms. "Once the pup is born, the heir shall belong entirely to Alpha Dominic and the Blackwood Pack. The surrogate shall have no custody rights and shall not be permitted to remove the pup from pack territory." "In exchange, the compensation agreed upon shall be protected by this blood pact and paid according to the terms of the agreement." He p

“My father wasn’t selfish. You might think that he was after his contribution to your father’s death and the collapse of your pack or because he asked me to kill him… It is so he wouldn’t send the kingdom down a path we cannot return from… Without our mates, we become feral… violent, tyrannical. We lust after blood... "When my mother died, when he lost his mate, the curse restarted, he started to lose his senses, and he would lose time, like how I have before and awoken to a room full of bodies… Only a few elders know the details of this curse, sworn to secrecy, whereas the others are aware of an unbinding deal set in place, one where they wield more authority than the Alpha King… that is un

He looked toward the foggy southern horizon, his heart burning with pure, unadulterated fury. --- Miles away, inside the cold silver bars of the southern fortress, Gina sits on the stone floor, her hands tightly bound in heavy magic-draining chains. The iron door screeches open, and Malakai steps into the dim cell, holding a glowing black collar in his hands. He gives her a toxic, terrifying smile and says, "Your weak Alpha is dead, Gina. The full moon rises tonight, and you will become my mate whether you are breathing or not."*

She wore a golden silk gown that adorned her body and showcased her womanly figure. We were at Growlers pack and I could see other Alphas or representatives present for the meeting. The pack was a descendant of the British royal family, so everything they did could depict royalty. They recognized their alpha as king and Luna as their queen, they even went as far as having a castle where they all resides in and according to my mother earlier, turned everything into a ball.

Lyla asked with a concerned eye. "A few years back when I lost my dad. I thought everything had ended and I realized my dad was poisoned. I had all maidens who were on duty that night to be killed. But that night a woman called out to me and begged me to spare her young daughter but I refused as I was burning with rage. Then she cursed me with anger, and the curse can only be broken if I have a child. A male preferably. I'm so sorry for not caring about you Lyla. I'm so sorry." Alpha Kyrian replied bursting into tears in the restaurant as he went on his knees to beg Lyla who was now feeling embarrassed.

She edged closer to the door, straining to hear. “You won’t believe this,” another maid whispered. “Her stepsister—the one she stole the king from—she’s pregnant. How? Isn’t it obvious? The King can only impregnate his true mate under the curse. Yet Consort Sandra isn’t pregnant. But the so-called slave is.” “You mean to say Sandra isn’t the true mate of Alpha Karl… but her stepsister?” “I don’t know. Either the escaped slave isn’t really pregnant with the King’s child… or the curse was never real… or—maybe this bitch is barren—”

Later. At the bend, I collided with something solid. Someone. I would have fallen if that hand hadn’t caught my arm quickly. “Luna!” Mira. Her hair was tied back haphazardly, her forehead sweaty, her eyes bright as always. I tried to catch my breath, but my words came out in layers. "Nyra said—the curse—has been lifted. Alpha King—is awake. How?" Mira swallowed, slowly releasing her grip, then looked at me with a calming seriousness. "Luna, I know you're sad about Alpha King's condition. And you have every right to feel that way. However, for now, please listen to me until I finish."

You’re not the one sharing your brain with an ancient bloodthirsty wolf king– Our Alpha is! ‘It’s not like the old king could've helped it,’ Nikolai’s quiet response got them to settle somewhat. ‘Zeus cursed him. He’d be compelled to kill no matter what.’ ‘So that’s what’s going to happen to our Alpha?’ Maia shrieked, ‘He’ll eventually go on a rampage and kill everything in his path until we kill him?!’ ‘Everyone, please calm down,’ Liora sighed. ‘Ronin, did your wolf tell you how to break the curse?’

The kin‍gdom wa⁠s f‍inally at peac‍e, secured not by fear or cold ancie⁠nt laws, but by an unbreakable bond of trust, partnership, a⁠nd un‌conditional de‌votion. I‍ entered the Alpha‍ King's‌ palace as a virgi‍n surrogat‌e wi‍th nothi‌ng but a co⁠ntract in my hands;⁠ I left it as his chosen mate, his quee‍n, and the‌ woman who had fi‌nally taught⁠ the most powe⁠rful wolf in‌ the kingdom how to love⁠ again.⁠

When I turned to the next page, the word cursed startled me, but my curiosity deepened. I was cursed. A witch accused me of killing her son. “A curse?” I uttered and continued reading. Making myself comfortable in the corner of the room. I was the Alpha King. I ruled my people with honor. But just like other men, I was lost. For years I searched for my mate. Without any luck, I spoon around with girls. I dated many and had sex. A werewolf’s heart is bound to his mate only and, upon death, shall separate them.