Accidental Surrogate

Chapter 115

Ella

Tears are streaming down Sinclair’s face as he relives his Mother’s death, and I’m

doing my best not to burst into outright sobs. My heart aches for the little boy he once

was, and for the burden he obviously still carries today. Hearing this story, I

understand that his last conversation with his mother had truly stayed with him over

the years, shaping him into the man before me now.

“Afterwards, I leaned that she’d gotten Roger out of the house only to realize that I

wasn’t there.”

Sinclair Continues, wiping his eyes. “She ran back in to get me, even though the

guards tried to stop her.” Sinclair relates, “So you see, that’s why Roger always

blamed me… he wasn’t wrong. If I’d listened to her the first time, if I’d gone outside

when she told me to, she would still be alive now.”

“But Pancake wouldn’t.” I remind him thickly.

The corners of his mouth quirk up, “It was almost thirty years ago, baby. Pancake is

long gone.”

“You know what I mean” I chide him. “And your mother understood because you were

doing exactly what she was trying to teach you – to protect those more vulnerable

than yourself.”

“I know.” He confesses. “I spent years in therapy,

Just trying to come to terms with the fact that it was her choice. I was a child and

couldn’t have understood the danger, and she didn’t have to come after me.”

“But she was your mother, it wasn’t even a question for her.” I murmur, twining my

limbs with his so he can feel my solid weight in his arms. “She wanted you to live

much more than she cared about her own survival.”

He nods wordlessly, his eyes still distant, as if he hasn’t truly returned to the present.

“I understand that, but sometimes I still think that if it wasn’t for me, she never would

have needed to make a choice in the first place. My decision that day took her from

Dad and Roger and the pack.”

“Did you ever find out how the fire started?” I ask softly, running my fingers through

the dark, thick locks of his hair.

“In the weeks after the fire, it became clear that it was arson.” Sinclair explains

“Dad was away on pack business, and it was well

able to prove it, but

was political. King Xavier was on the throne then,

the politics that are playing out today –

under way back then.”

the King – the current one, I mean?”

potent now that we’ve moved on to politics.

biggest and baddest wolf around

on your back. And the worse thing is that you’re so hard

afraid of taking you on directly, that they go after your

not be as effective as killing you, but Alphas who lose their mate

pups rarely recover fully.”

neck and caress my belly, as if

“It could have been anyone, but I actually think Xavier is

suspect than the current king – my

clear he would

had a lot of time left to

on the wall. My father was too strong and too

it was arson then it wasn’t your decision that took

responsible. It wasn’t

the guilt still dominating my mate’s

tenderly. “You don’t have to worry, Ella. I’m okay – I

a long

there’s nothing to forgive.” I

look into

would choose

I wouldn’t ever want him to think that my sacrifice wasn’t worth it,

himself”

under his chin, stroking my spine. “It’s okay, little wolf.

know.”

supposed to be comforting you.” I complain.

failing to wriggle free.

are.” Sinclair lies – the rat. “It

to change tactics. “Do you

today?” I

speaking with complete honestly. “You became exactly the man she

lost sight of what matters most, even

love instead of fear, and you don’t

strength with cruelty.”

me.” Sinclair

when we first met, and you still

a scheming gold digger?”

sure that would have made my mother very proud.” Sinclair

you were wrong, you owned

I was hurting, your first instinct

about it. I remember being so

predator – and you held me more gently and with more

my

vibrates beneath my hands. “You make me sound

used to think of him. He could go from being a

blink of

confirm. “I wish you could see yourself the way I do,

I’m not just trying to pump up your ego

big enough.” I

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