idental Surrogate For Alpha Novel Chapter 8
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Up until this point of my life, I’ve hated a handful of people. At the moment Mike and Kate are at the top
of my list, but they aren’t alone. However Dominic Sinir is very quickly rising through the ranks and
making a y for the top spot. Mike and Kate’s betrayal hurt so much because I cared for them both,
but Sinir might be the first person I’ve encountered who I dislike this strongly after so short a time.
He’s looking me up and down with the bearing of a wolf deciding how to devour the rabbit in its ws,
and I realize that’s all I am to him. All those intense looks over thest couple of years, every
encounter, every smile – the entire time he’s been thinking I’m some lesser being, the prey to his
predator. Maybe he’s like Mike and thought I was a particrly attractive specimen, but in the end
they’re the same sort of monster.
“There is no offer you could ever make me that would convince me to give you my child.” I tell him
sharply. “I am not for sale, and neither is my baby.”
“Now you’re just being stubborn.” Sinir sighs, “digging in your heels because you don’t like me.”
“What gave it away?” I deride. For the second time, it seems like he wants to smile despite his better
judgment, but again he holds back.
“Use your head, E.” He instructs patronizingly. “Let’s say I believe you didn’t do this just to cash in on
a big pay day.”
“You obviously don’t!” I interrupt, earning myself a look so stern a shiver runs down my spine.
“Let’s say I do. What are your options? How are you going to raise this child? If you try to abort it I will
take you to court and I guarantee the judge will prevent you from going through with it – which means
you can either keep the baby and try to get by on your own, or let me have it.”
“Take me to court if you like.” I challenge, even though my will to go through with terminating the
pregnancy has gotten weaker and weaker from the moment I learned it was real. “You forget it’s my
body.”
“Which you intentionally inseminated. It’s not like you got knocked up after a one night stand or were
assaulted. I’m offering a child a good life and I have more political sway than you can imagine.” He
shes his teeth at me, teeth that look rmingly like fangs. “Not to mention I’m a donor at every
hospital in the city, no physician will perform the procedure and risk me defunding their entire facility.”
Suddenly I can see how this man acquired so much money and power, he has more cunning than I
know how to contemte, with a clear killer instinct. All at once I realize he’s right, the judges and
doctors will side with him, whether he convinces them or bribes them – he’ll win.
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He’s trapped me and I didn’t even realize it was happening. I have no doubt he’s every bit as ruthless
as he seems, which means I’m going to have to carry this baby to term whether I can afford it or not.
My best hope is to find some other job in that time, but even then the best life I’d be able to offer my
baby is an impoverished one. It’s not like disgraced nannies get hired as CEOs.
Sinir can clearly read my dismay, because he strikes again. “If you cooperate, I’ll pay off your debts.
I’ll help you find a job and cover everyst one of your medical and living expenses. If you deliver me
an heir, I will also pay you a handsome bonus, and give you anything else you like – a house? A car? A
business investment? Be my surrogate and you can have anything your little heart desires.”
“But I’m not just a surrogate.” I remind him, feeling as though my heart was crumbling to pieces in my
chest. “I’m this child’s mother. It has my DNA and it will be half human. It has a right to that heritage as
well as yours.”
He shakes his head. “This child will be a werewolf, and a powerful one at that – my genes guarantee it.
It will be raised with its own kind. And it will have a wonderful life, E – I promise.”
“Why should I trust you?” I wonder aloud, “you clearly don’t trust me, why do you expect me to give you
something you refuse to offer in return.”
“I have good reason not to trust you, but you have no reason not to trust me. I’ve never wronged you.”
He says, as if this justifies everything.
“Bull,” Ibat, “you cost Cora her job, you cost me mine – even if you didn’t make the call, whoever
did reported that I was begging at your gates.”
“Cora cost herself her job.” He ims firmly. “Mistake or malice, my sperm ended up in your womb – a
ce it never should have been.” His foreboding expression softens for a moment. “And I truly am
sorry about your job – I know how much Jake and Millie loved you. If you want your job back, I can
make it happen.”
I don’t know what I think of that possibility. I’d love to see my precious charges again, but I don’t know if
I can get past their mother’s cruelty. “Money can’t fix everything.” I reply, “and all your promises – what
good is having everything I need if I’ll never have the thing I want most?”
“If it’s a child you want, I can help you adopt a human baby.” He offers, circling me as if he’s some sort
of wolfish vulture. He clearly senses he’s closing in on the kill, and he’s not wrong.
I can feel my lip begin to tremble as fresh tears threaten. It feels selfish to say ‘but I want this baby’,
especially when I grew up an orphan and know how many children need good homes. In truth Sinir
is offering me the world on a tter – my baby gets to live and have a good life, all my problems will be
solved, and I can adopt a child that needs a mother as badly as I need to be one. Am I being silly,
holding onto my childhood baggage about wanting to be part of a family bonded through more than just
affection, a family bonded by blood? After all, blood is no guarantee of love – how many kids did I grow
up with whose natural parents abandoned or abused them?
In the end, I don’t think I have a choice. I have to do this. Knowing my baby will be loved and cared for,
will have to be enough. It’s the best solution for us both, and the fact that it hurts so badly doesn’t mean
it’s wrong.
“Draft a contract before I change my mind.” I grind out, hating this man more than I can express.
Sinir nods, and strides to the door. A little whileter one of his menes in with a heavy stack of
documents, which takes me almost a full hour to read through. When I finally close thest page and
nod in approval, thewyer ces the contract in front of Sinir, who promptly turns to add his
signatures to all the appropriate pages.
“You’re doing the right thing, E.” He tosses over his shoulder, triumph clear in his voice.
“That’s easy for you to say.” I gripe, watching him lean over the document brandishing a fountain pen.
“Are you proud of yourself? Bullying a weak little human into giving you the only child she’ll ever have?”
I inquire to his back. “You sent your sperm here because you struggled with infertility too, didn’t you?
How would you feel if you and your wife finally conceived and someone took the baby from you?”
Sinir straightens up, going very still but not acknowledging my words. When he turns around his
expression ispletely closed off. “Actually I’m not married.” He tells me. “Not anymore.”
“Way to miss the point.” I mutter under my breath, snatching the pen from his hand and moving in front
of the contract. Before I can add my signature to the pages, I feel the room begin to spin. I brace my
hands against the low table, mping my eyes shut then blinking them open and trying to clear my
vision, which is suddenly very blurry. The blood is rushing in my ears.
“How long have we been in this room?” I ask, feeling as if my body is being slowly doused in warm
water. All my senses are fuzzy, and it’s not until Sinir appears at my side that I realize I slurred my
words. “Are you alright, E?”
My legs give out, and I suddenly find myself slumping into a veryrge, very hard wall of concerned
werewolf. Powerful armse around me, and Sinir’s scent fills my nose. It’s deep and rich, like
being deep in the forest on a moonlit night. “You smell nice.” I murmur, soundingpletely drunk,
before the world goes ck for the second time in as many hours.
However this time, I hear an odd grumbling noise as I sink into the darkness. At first I think it’s Sinir,
but the sound isn’ting from his chest, it almost sounds like it’sing from… inside me?