The Alpha King’s Surrogate

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THEA.

I was feeling better than ever as another day passed. I was careful to follow Akira’s recommended diet. I attended all of my doctor's appointments and routinely engaged in the mild exercise of walking to build strength. Although I wasn't quite there yet, I was getting better every day.

When I worked hard, I was astonished at how quickly I recovered. I convinced myself that the situation was better because I couldn't turn back time. I would be in much better shape by the time this was all finished. In addition to having freedom, I would be healthier. I had eaten dinner one hour earlier.

The Moons pack grounds were covered in shadows from the dusk sky when I peered out the window. Aside from my hectic treatment regimen, this was the only free time I was allowed each day. I brought a book from the library to my room's little reading alcove. The little fire was kindled by the maids who had entered earlier. I was appreciative.

The sensation of warmth against my flesh was wonderful. I heard someone knock on the door. I noticed an elderly woman entering with two of the maids whose visits I was used to. She said as though she were in command, "Thea, I am here to prepare you,"

"I apologize... For what occasion should I be prepared? Hesitantly, I answered and got up to approach them, "I don't think we have met,"

"I am Mrs. Grey, the estate's head maid. I was dispatched by the Alpha to make sure you were ready for the evening.”

I was even more perplexed by her statements. I didn't understand what she meant until I watched the woman vanish into the bathroom to run a bath. The night was tonight. Alpha Clive was on his way to take me! The book I was holding dropped to the ground. I quickly grabbed it up and made an effort to hide my anxiety.

Occasionally, Alpha Clive was on my mind. The terror of him had gradually subsided over time. Until now, he hadn't been around, so I was all right. He appeared to completely forget about me after the first night I was here. Up until now, I even wondered if our initial encounter was real because it seemed like it happened so long ago.

As I sat back in my chair, time seemed to slow down. I was being drawn a floral bath by the maids. I felt as though I was an outsider observing their moves because they didn't even look at me.

Mrs. Grey didn't signal for me to accompany her until the bath was ready.

"The only job you have here is to bear a child." I kept thinking about what he said. I was just a container he purchased to bear his heir, and to him, it was just a job. I soaked in the clean, natural-smelling liquid as hot water swirled around me.

My muscles began to warm up. It was soothing and allowed me to reflect on all that was going on. Candles were being lit by the other maids. The room had a gentle orange glow from the flickering candlelight, and I could smell vanilla and cedar. It instantly created a cozier, more welcoming atmosphere in the spacious, vacant suite.

The colorful clouds far away at the fringe of the sky began to fade as it grew darker outside. And the moon, too... When would it get dark enough for me to see it and offer prayers to the moon goddess? As a girl's first night with her partner, it was as ideal as she could have imagined. But I was going to lose my virginity to a man who didn't require a partner. He would only be here tonight to leave me with a child in my womb. Furthermore, he would never again interact with me once he had stolen what I valued. Just business, no emotion, no love.

A part of my spirit broke and my heart tightened at the thought. But this was what I promised to do. I consented to become a surrogate mother. No, mom. Even though I had been psychologically preparing for this night, I was unable to control my emotions as I attempted to accept the truth.

Whispering to myself, "It's going to be okay," I sank more into the water. I could do this; it was my decision.

"It's time to get dressed."

I turned to face the door after hearing one of the maids' voices, and I noticed her standing there with a white towel. "We have to move quickly. The Alpha will arrive shortly.”

I shivered as I got out of the water and felt the cool air on my skin. Without hesitation, she approached me, wrapped the towel around my body, and ushered me into the bedroom.

A lingerie that had been carefully chosen for me to wear was on the bed. It was thin and smooth. The modest design looked attractive and pure thanks to the empire waist and the delicate lace at the bottom edge. But this was what I promised to do. I consented to become a surrogate.

I was repulsed by the way it hugged my curves, like though I were a lady of the night, and I could see right through it since it was so thin. I was unable to wear this! I shuddered in terror, embarrassed by my appearance. I was even embarrassed to consider that I was dressing like this when I was meeting the Alpha.

examining my reflection in the mirror. I no longer even felt like the girl I used to be. My skin was velvety and my hair was long, but my cheeks had lost their natural pink tinge. I was white with terror. I felt anxious, and I knew that I couldn't conceal it. Not when my expression conveyed my emotions.

One of the maids told me after she had finished getting me ready, "You look beautiful. The Alpha will be pleased."

That's when I noticed they didn't provide me any underwear! I could see Alpha Clive’s sharp eyes and flawlessly attractive face once more. I recalled the moment his thin fingers—fingers that could easily strangle me—touched my face. I could hear my teeth chattering all throughout the room as the cold crept into my bones.

I was trembling from terror as well as the cold. The terror that Alpha Clive instilled in me. The man who was going to accept it didn't care that I was going to lose my morality.

The maid grabbed up a white silk robe that had been resting on the back of a chair as soon as she saw that I was trembling. To help keep me warm, she put it over my shoulders with care.

"..Thank you," I hesitantly muttered as I saw everyone turn and go.

Tick, tick, tick.

The sound of the clock reached me.

Thud, thud, thud.

My heart was blaring.

Chanting to myself, "I can do this... I can do this,"

Breathe in and out, breathe in and out... This is something I could do. When I heard the door open, I turned around and saw the most attractive man I had ever laid eyes on. Alpha Clive.

He was just as beautiful as the last time I saw him. The sleeves of his black dress shirt pulled up to his elbows, and it was tucked into the top of his trousers. His shirt's top button was open, and he wore no tie. He sent a frigid breeze into the room, and the temperature seemed to drop abruptly.

His aura was chilly, even in the warm candlelight. He took a cursory look around the room as soon as he entered. Then he fixed me with his gaze. I was unable to discern their feelings. Like him, they were clear but as frigid as ice.

"Alpha..." I stammered as I searched for the right words. How was he going to respond? Even though I was aware of his strategy, what was I to do? I stood there unsure of where to place my arms.

Clive approached me, towering like a mountain over me. Instead of daring to look at his face, I lowered my gaze and watched him approach me until his shadow covered my entire body. I could feel his warm body temperature through my lingerie because we were so near. There was silence, and I could hear my heart beating. It was hard enough to breathe.

Unconsciously, I retreated a step. He abruptly shifted at that point and reached for me. My eyes were closed and I was still. His fingertips then brushed over my shoulder. Slowly, the lingerie came off of me. The notion of how I seemed in his eyes at that moment flooded my heart with fear. My face felt like it was on fire, my eves were closed, and my whole was shaking.

"Please..." I spoke in a wobbly, broken voice. I had no idea what I was expecting to happen or what I was terrified of. His aroma was all about me, and it made it difficult for me to think clearly. It was wild and trippy.

In my ear, he said, "On the bed."

His voice was so enticing, godess. Every line made my heart quake. I forced myself not to be shy, opened my eyes, and walked up to the bed.

As Akira had previously assured me, the bed was cozy and comfy. I felt cold even though I was sitting on the fleece blanket. I started to have goosebumps all over my body as a chill gradually took control. I was aware of his purpose. When the time finally arrived, it was far more difficult than I had anticipated, despite the fact that I had been mentally preparing for the previous few days.

I dutifully closed my eyes as I lay flat in the center of the bed, attempting to concentrate on breathing techniques to quiet my racing thoughts. The next instant, I sprang a little out of bed. He was beside me!

My fingers gripped the blanket underneath me as my heart raced. When I opened my eyes, I saw that his eyes were fixed on mine, and I let out a little gasp. My wrists were swiftly grabbed by his big hands and pinned to the bed over my head. It dawned on me then that I was nearly nude and he was fully clothed. To him, I was nude! I felt ashamed.

The faint light no longer seemed warm or inviting; rather, it was blinding. I thought I was going to have a heart attack as his hot fingers slid down. I was too terrified to keep my eyes open, and I was powerless to stop the shaking that went through me. I closed my eyes once more and wished that it would end.

But as soon as I shut them, I felt regret. I was reminded of Trey’s nightmare by the heat and weight bearing down on my body. In my thoughts, I saw Trey’s avaricious face—my tormentor had returned. This room's romantic ambiance appeared to be a fabrication.

The man above me was oppressive, and the bed underneath me was oppressive. No! Trey wasn't him! Trey was not present! I forced myself to relax by biting my lips, but my emotions overcame me and my efforts were in vain.

My eyes began to well up with tears of horror and bitterness, and I was unable to stop them once they came. Warm liquid began to stream down my cheeks and onto the blanket underneath me.

"No..." I was overcome with terror and despair. I could only make the smallest sound with all of my strength, like if I were in the worst nightmare.

"No..."