Alpha'S Human Surrogate

CATRIONA'S POV.

I just received a call informing me that I have been accepted and qualified to be a surrogate mother. I am thrilled and, at the same time, nervous. My name is Catriona Havers, and I am twenty-five years old. I have a younger brother named Edirne. Unfortunately, our mother passed away while giving birth to him, leaving me with a newborn baby. At that time, I had no knowledge about caring for infants. However, with the grace of God and the assistance of our kind neighbour, Miss Olivier, I was able to raise him.

Recently, the doctors discovered that my brother has a heart problem and needs surgery as soon as possible to prevent his condition from worsening. To gather the necessary funds for his surgery, I had to quit school and take on various jobs. Despite my efforts, l struggled to raise the required amount.

In order to earn enough money, I made the decision to become a surrogate mother. However, I did not anticipate being accepted so easily based on my appearance. I am grateful that I will at least be able to earn half of the money needed for my brother's surgery.

The doctors have informed me that my brother will need to stay in the hospital until the day of his surgery. To cover for my absence, I had to lie to Miss Olivier and tell her that I found a job in another state that will provide me with enough money. Surprisingly, she did not inquire about the specific job.

I was about to ask Miss Olivier for a favour when she interrupted me and reassured me that she would take care of my brother. She urged me to go and gather the money for his surgery. She said, "Okay, Miss Oliver." Thank you so much for always being there for us, I said. "I love you both too,dearly, like my own grandchildren." She replied, "We love you too.”

Hugs.

I said my goodbyes to my brother and Miss Olivier, then took a cab to the given address.

The cab drove through thick woods, with no other cars in- sight. It was peaceful, I thought to myself.

Upon arrival, I paid the cab fare and got out. As I stepped out, my eyes were captivated by a beautiful, grand house in front of me. It looked like a mansion that could accommodate thousands of people.

Lost in admiration for the house, I was interrupted by someone calling my name. I shifted my gaze from the house to the person who knew me. She was a woman in her early 40s.

"Catriona Havers... is that you?" she asked.

"Yes, Miss, that's me."

Please follow me," she said.

She led me into the house, and we walked through a long hallway. I paused in awe as I looked at the grand staircase that seemed to go on forever.

clearing her throat, she gestured for me to continue following her. We entered the elevator to go upstairs. Curiously, I asked, "Wow... the house has its own elevator? Why didn't we use the stairs?"

She looked me up and down before replying, "Why are you asking?"

I explained, "I find the stairs beautifully dazzling. I wouldn't mind using them."

She gave me a perplexed look, and her expression was hard to decipher. We arrived on the 6th floor and exited the elevator. We passed two closed doors before stopping at the third one, which had double doors. She nodded slightly and gestured for me to enter.

“Should I go in without knocking?” I asked.

“Please, Alpha is waiting for you inside,” she replied.

"Okay, why does she seem tense?" I wondered aloud.

I opened the double doors and stepped into what appeared to be an office. It was a spacious room with bookshelves on both sides, two large black leather couches, a massive black solid wood desk, and a comfortable leather chair. The room smelled amazing.

“Are you done with your inspections?” a deep male voice came from behind. I turned around and saw a tall, handsome man standing in the doorway, leaning against the frame with his hands in his pockets. He had blue eyes, dark brown hair, and a muscular body. He was incredibly imposing, towering over me.

"Hello, my name is..." I started, but he interrupted me.

I know who you are and why you're here," he said.

I couldn't help but wonder about the people in this house. He walked past me and took a seat behind his desk.

“Please, have a seat," he gestured, and I complied.

"So, Miss Catriona," he began.

"Yes?"

"Why do you want to be a surrogate mother?" he asked.

"I want to earn money for my brother's surgery," I answered.

“What's wrong with your brother?” he inquired.

I briefly explained the whole story and the reasons behind my decision. He remained silent for a moment, seemingly contemplating his response. "How much do you need for your brother's surgery?" He asked.

"It's two hundred and fifty thousand dollars," I answered.

"But in the contract, you'll only be paid eighty thousand dollars," he pointed out. How are you going to pay with such a small amount of money?" I didn't have a response, so I remained silent.

"I'll give you three hundred and seventy thousand dollars if you agree to have sex with me," he proposed.

"You'll what?" I asked, pretending not to have heard him.

"I want you to get pregnant with my child naturally," he clarified.

"Not through insemination?" I inquired.

"No, only if you agree, he replied.

After careful consideration, I reluctantly accepted his offer. "Yes, I'll do it. For the sake of my brother's health," I said to myself.

"Alright then," he responded. "You'll have your own bedroom and a credit card for necessary purchases, but it cannot be withdrawn. You will be sleeping in my bedroom and having sex every day for two weeks. You cannot go out without protection or without my permission. And lastly, once you get pregnant, you are not allowed to have boyfriends. After signing the contract, you will belong to me."

He handed me the contract and a pen to sign. My hands trembled with nervousness. He noticed and reassured me to take my time. Reluctant to test my luck, I carefully read the contract and signed my name. The amount is substantial and sufficient to cover the hospital expenses as well as save for myself. After signing the contract, I handed it back to him, thinking, "It's now or never.”

He smiled at me, and I couldn't help but blush. He was so incredibly attractive. "I'll have someone show you to your room," he said. I simply nodded, and almost immediately there was a knock at the door. He invited the person in, who turned out to be a woman around my age. "How did he call her without a phone?" I wondered silently.

Ms. Catriona, she's called Sandra. She will show you to your room and give you a tour of the rest of the house. If you need anything, feel free to let her know. He mentioned, and I nodded in agreement. Sandra slightly nodded back at him and motioned for me to follow her.

We walked down the hallway until she brought me to my new room. She opened the door and I entered. The room was spacious, with a king-sized bed adorned with white sheets. There were two large windows and a sliding door that led to a balcony. On the balcony, there was a comfortable wicker chair for two people.

"Do you like it?" I didn't know that Sandra was following me. "No, I don't like it, but I love it," I answered. That's good to hear, she said.

My name is Sandra. I am called Catriona," I introduced myself. "Nice to meet you, Catriona," Sandra replied.

"If you want anything, feel free to tell me," she said.

"Okay… But where will I find you in this big house?" I asked. Sandra offered, "I am going to give you my phone number. Just send me a text and I'll be here instantly." She gave me the warmest smile I have ever seen.

“Is that what he did? But I didn't see him with any phone," I asked Sandra. "Who?" she inquired. "The man from the office," I replied. "Oh, you mean Alpha?" she asked. "Yes, that same one. Is his name Alpha?" I asked. Sandra explained, "We call him Alpha because he's our Alpha.

'What did he do?" she asked. He had told me that he would arrange for someone to show me my room, but you showed up without him calling you first.”

" Oh… yes, he texted me," she said. "Really?" I asked, still unsure. "Yes, he did. I'm leaving now, but I'll be back later when dinner is ready. If you want something to eat now, I can bring it to you." "No thanks, I'm fine dear," I replied. "I appreciate the gesture, though." She gave me her number and left.

I unpacked my belongings, took a shower, and called Miss Olivier. She answered on the fourth ring. "Hello, honey. I'm sorry, I was in the kitchen preparing something for Edirne," she said. "It's fine, Miss Olivier. You don't have to explain," I replied. "How are you? Did you arrive safely?" she asked. "Yes, Miss Olivier. I arrived safely.," I confirmed. "How is Edirne?" I inquired. "He's doing well. I'm cooking something to bring to the hospital for him," she replied.

Okay, Miss Oliver, thank you so much. A

I'm going to work hard for him to get the best treatment. I said confidently. Alright, child, do that. And don't forget to pray every day. She says. I won't miss Oliver.

After hanging up the phone, I went to the bathroom. Once dressed, I opened the sliding door and stepped onto the balcony. The view was breathtaking—a massive mansion surrounded by Woods, with neighbors in sight. Just trees and a beautiful lake.

Feeling tired, I returned inside to take a nap.

Just as I was about to rest my head, I heard a knock at the door. Come in," I said, and a man entered. It Was none other than Mr. Alpha himself.

I came here to talk to you about something," he said. "Okay, come in," I replied.

He sat down on the small couch and asked me if I liked the room. Yes, I love it. It's bigger than my room back home. I replied. I'm glad that you love it.

I am here to inform you about some changes in the contract. He glanced at me, and I patiently waited for him to speak. We will be having sex everyday until you become pregnant. Once you conceive, we will cease the activity, he stated. I reluctantly agreed because I had already signed the contract.

This bedroom is across from mine. You simply need to walk from here to mine. I will be anticipating your arrival at precisely 11:30 pm," he explained.

"Alright, Mr. Alpha,'" I said. He glanced at me sharply. "Who told you to call me that?" he asked. "Ever since I arrived here, I've been hearing people refer to you as Alpha, so I assumed that was your name, I explained.

"My name is Jayden Evers, but you can just call me Jayden," he offered. "Okay then," I replied. As he got up to leave, I followed suit. However, he turned around abruptly, and I nearly collided with him. This man is incredibly tall; I can't help but feel small in his presence.

I'm sorry, I apologized.

“How's your brother?” he asked.

“He's fine,” I replied.

Give me your account number so I can send you the money. I am going to give you $270,000. Wher you get pregnant, I will give you the balance," he said.

"Okay," I said, and I gave him my account number before leaving.

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I woke up from what I thought was a nap, only to find the room dark. Checking the time, I realized it was already 8:15 pm. Groaning, I got to my out of bed and wondered if i was really that tired. I grabbed my phone and texted Sandra to come in my room.

Almost instantly, Sandra appeared in my room. "Hey, how was your sleep?" she asked "Sandra, were you just around here?" I asked. "No, why?" she replied. "I just texted you, and you're here in seconds.”

"Uhm...it's because I exercise a lot," she said awkwardly. "Anyway, I came here earlier to tell you that dinner was ready, but I found you in a deep sleep.

"Why didn't you wake me up?" I asked, Alpha told me to let you get enough sleep,'" she replied. "Just hearing his name makes my heart race. What's wrong with me?" I pinched my cheeks hard to snap myself out of my thoughts I texted you here, Sandra, because I am very hungry.

We went downstairs to get something to eat. She was leading me towards the elevator, but I stopped her. "Should we use the stairs instead?" I asked. She didn't question my choice and we took the stairs down to the kitchen.

The stairs were beautifully illuminated by the lights in this magnificent house from different corner:

Wow, this house is spacious and spotless. I could even have dinner on these stairs. She laughed, finding my joke amusing. I have several questions for you, Sandra, if you don't mind. Feel free to ask me anything, but not today, she replied.

After dinner, I climbed the stairs again to return to my room for a shower.

Standing in front of the bathroom mirror, I realized that my virginity would soon be a for thing of the past. I had held onto it all these years, waiting for the man I had prayed to God for. But today, I would be breaking the promise I made to myself. Once I finished showering, I returned to the bathroom and put on my favorite nightdress.

I left my bedroom and nervously crossed to his bedroom door. I gave a hesitant knock, and he responded with a deep, husky voice, "Come in." I entered the room and closed the door behind me. His bedroom had a hallway leading to the main area. To my left, still in the hallway, I noticed a bathroom and a spacious walk-in closet. In the dim light, I wandered further and turned left again, entering his main bedroom. It was impressive, with a king-sized bed, a large TV, two couches, and a coffee table in between. His bedroom was much larger than mine, perhaps three times the size. The scent in the room was intoxicating, just like him.

He stood by the wide glass window, staring outside. Then, he turned his attention towards me and approached me closely. He gently grasped my chin, using his index and middle fingers, and looked directly into my eyes. “Are you nervous?” he asked. I replied, “A little.” He reassured me, saying, "Don't be nervous, I won't hurt you. I'll be gentle since it's your first time."

I couldn't help but wonder, "How did he know it's my first time?”