The Surrogate Luna Chapter 01

The Surrogate Luna Chapter 01

My twenty-third round of IVF had finally succeeded.

Then my Alpha mate’s best friend called, speaking in Spanish.

“That stupid bitch has no clue her bond-sealing deal is FAKE.”

“She’s nothing but a surrogate carrying the child of the stepsister she hates most.”

Aiden pulled me into his arms with a smug grin.

“She called Kristina a mistress’s daughter.”

“So I made her one for the rest of her life.”

“That’s her punishment.”

“But she’s incredible in bed. Free pussy, can’t complain.”

I clamped a hand over my mouth to keep myself from screaming.

He had no idea I understood Spanish.

Tears spilled onto my hands. They stung.

But the pain in my chest hurt so much worse.

I stood up and locked myself inside the bathroom.

Then I unblocked Kristina.

Ever since I had been marked by Aiden and left my father’s pack, I had never looked at her social media again.

She had two pinned posts.

The first showed Kristina and Aiden standing by the sea, their fingers intertwined as they kissed.

Caption: “101 days with my crush.”

Posted on June 7, 2019. The day before our marking ceremony.

The second was a photo of their bond-sealing deal.

Caption: “Real mates don’t need ceremonies. Love is enough.”

I zoomed in.

The accompanying photo showed Kristina and Aiden smiling as they leaned against each other.

The comments were filled with congratulations.

I stared at those familiar profile pictures.

My hand began to tremble.

Some of them had even attended my marking ceremony.

Aiden’s friends. Kristina’s cousin.

Then my eyes stopped on the last comment.

Someone had asked Kristina, [Aren’t you afraid your sister will see this? It’ll break her heart.]

Kristina replied, [Relax. She hates me. She’s definitely blocked me. There’s no way she’ll ever see it.]

Then I noticed the profile picture.

My father.

He had liked the post too.

My knees buckled.

My phone slipped from my hand and crashed onto the floor.

Hurried footsteps echoed outside.

Through the frosted glass, I could make out Aiden’s blurred silhouette.

“Babe? Are you okay? Do you need me?”

“Did you fall? The floor’s slippery. Let me help you.”

I picked up my phone, “I’m fine.”

“Go to bed. I just washed my hands, my phone slipped.”

How could he do this to me?

Years ago, my father had told everyone he had made my mother his Luna.

But when he officially registered the bond-sealing deal, he had written down Kristina’s mother’s name instead.

When I turned sixteen, Michael and Kristina came to our pack.

Overnight, my mother became the mistress.

“Luna? More like the mistress.”

That was what everyone in the pack called her.

And I became the mistress’s daughter. Dad had looked at Mom and said, “I gave you sixteen years of luxury. Why can’t you just let it go?”

But Mom couldn’t.

She fell ill, and her wolf grew weaker with each passing day.

Almost overnight, everyone who used to flatter us disappeared.

Everyone except Aiden. My fated mate stayed by my side.

He knelt beside Mom’s hospital bed, swore he would protect me forever, and promised to make me his Luna.

When he proposed, tears streamed down his face.

“Thank you for saying yes.”

But later, I heard him tell his friend, “Of course I can’t make her my REAL Luna. But I’ll keep her as my mistress. For the rest of her life.”

I had promised myself I would love him with all my heart.

I truly believed our story would end differently from my parents’.

I was wrong.

I wiped the moisture off my phone.

Then I opened a conversation I hadn’t touched in years.

[Grandpa, I’ve made my decision. I want to break my mate bond.]

[I’m bringing Mom’s ashes back to Spain, back to your pack, and I’m coming to claim my inheritance.]

His reply came almost immediately.

[Good. It’s about time. I told you from the beginning that boy was never worthy of you. You should have rejected him in the first place.]

[I’ll come and take you home in nine days. You’ll be my pack next Alpha.]

I closed my eyes. Then I sent another message to my lawyer.

[Sell all my shares and properties. I need the money within this week.]

[And file a lawsuit against Aiden for bond-sealing fraud.]

The lawyer replied, [Understood.]

I switched off the bathroom light and climbed back into bed.

Aiden moved closer and wrapped himself around me.

His hand rested gently over my still-flat stomach.

“Babe, if something’s bothering you, tell me.”

“I’m always here for you. You don’t have to carry everything by yourself. You can trust me. Lean on me.”

I turned onto my side.

“Okay. I know.”

Aiden, I already knew the price of trusting you.

I would never trust you again. EVER.