Accidental Surrogate

Accidental Surrogate For Alpha Novel Chapter 43

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Her lower lip quivers dangerously, tears sliding down her cheeks. Eventually the truth spills from her lips. “I ate all my bacon!” My heart eases immediately. My wolf hates the sounds of Ella’s tears, but I’m relieved to know this is just a mood swing.

Chuckling, I pull her into my arms. “It’s okay baby, we can get more bacon.”

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The next morning I wake up bright and early, though not intentionally. Instead I was jarred from sleep when Ella wriggled out of my arms to race for the bathroom. This is quickly becoming our morning ritual, and I’m far less concerned with my little human’s unhealthy snacking than I was a week ago, as I’m simply pleased she’s able to keep some food down.

When Ella is finally done being sick, I coax her back to bed and wrap her up in my arms. My wolf is urging me to scent mark her again, but I want to give her a few minutes to regain her strength before I begin rubbing my body all over hers. Of our daily rituals, marking Ella has quickly become my favorite. It’s a unique sort of ecstasy and torment: satisfying my wolf and claiming the mother of my pup, then denying both of our lusts when they inevitably spark.

I know exactly how powerfully the intimate contact affects the little human, and the scent of her arousal is becoming increasingly difficult to ignore. It’s not as if I’m not equally turned on, but I also don’t have wild pregnancy hormones rushes through my body – I wonder how much longer Ella will be able to hold out before she asks for more. More importantly, I wonder if I will have the strength to deny her when that time comes.

“You know the only good thing about this crazy six month pregnancy?” Ella asks.

“You get to be done with morning sickness faster?” I guess.

“Mhmm.” She hums, pressing her nose to my chest and breathing deeply.

I reach down to the hem of her night dress and deftly slip my hand inside, resting it on the soft, warm skin of her belly. I feel a steady heartbeat and waves of contentment through the mental link, “Well I know you’re miserable, but if it helps the baby is happy as can be.”

“Of course he is.” She murmurs sleepily. “He’s always happy when you’re around.”

“And what about you?” I ask, “Are you happy when I’m around?” I’m not sure why I press her this way. I know that at least some of the baby’s emotions are feeding directly off of Ella’s, which means she’s probably content at a minimum around me. Still, I want to know.

cheeky creature replies, “on whether or not

to tickle her sides. Ella giggle and squeals, trying to wriggle away from me, but I hold her tight. Soon we’re writhing around on the bed, Ella begging me for mercy as I continue tickling her, and me showing no mercy whatsoever. Before long the came turns to the intimate dance of

Ella loses control and asks me to go further, there’s no way in

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in my tracks when I see my

you and your little mate already sound. That’s precisely the way she greeted

of pride flows through me.

her against me.”

her to see through you, Roger.” I remark, descending the

check on Ella.” He answers easily. “I was worried after the other

any more information than this. I know he saved Ella, but I still find the circumstances which allowed him to do so incredibly suspicious. I’ve already had a team of investigators out looking for the rogues since the night of

the decency

my chest, and I have to forcibly restrain the impulse to lash out at my brother. “Ella was sick this morning, and besides, I need to speak with you

but agrees.

anything past Roger. He’s the king of manipulation and gaslighting, and though I don’t think he wants to harm Ella,

bodyguards framing us on either side. “But I wanted to see if you picked up on any particular details which might help us track down or

thoughtful expression, “You mean like distinguishing

they might have said – really any hints about their identities or who

them discussing having “fun” with her before they finished the

and Roger flinches before he can stop himself. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t

you stole

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