Accidental Surrogate

Accidental Surrogate Chapter 383-Cora’s Decision Ella

“What?” Cora asks, laughing a little as if it’s a ridiculous notion. “What on earth could I have to pick and choose from?”

“Let’s back up a little,” Roger says, tugging her into the room and gesturing

towards one of the chairs around the table. As she settles herself into a seat Sinclair pulls over the little armchair that I’ve been using when I feed Rafe, and I

murmur my thanks to him as I settle down in it. As Roger begins, Sinclair swiftly hands me all of the things I need to feed Rafe – a burp cloth, a little blanket to throw over my shoulder, etc. – and I smile to myself at his consideration in anticipating my needs without me having to ask. My Alpha is a warrior, but he’s also a sweetheart. And I’m grateful for him every day. Everyone waits for me to get settled, but then once Rafe is happily eating

Henry begins.

“We discovered,” Henry begins, his eyes moving between me and Cora, that

Xander has fled east to Adalaxia.”

“Shit,” Cora sighs, slumping down in her chair. My emotions match hers. We

knew that Xander was on the run we’d largely decimated any of his that martial

forces in taking out his priests. But our great fear was that in the time it took us to regroup, that he’d leave the country and find allies who might help him. And it looks, now, like he did precisely that.

“Is Adalaxia…a good place for him to go?” I don’t know a lot about the

neighboring kingdom, especially as I was raised as a human and hadn’t known

that overlying the map of the human world there was a hidden world of wolf

kingdoms with its own wars and politics. Of course, ever since Damon broke the

secret of the of the wolves to the human world those maps have increasingly

combined to become one, but still – what I don’t know about wolf politics could

probably fill its own book.

Which, considering that I’ll likely soon be Queen, is…unfortunate. But I force

myself to pay attention to Henry’s answer.

“Adalaxia is a notoriously ruthless wolf nation,” he sighs. “They stick even more

strictly to what they perceive as the traditions of wolf kind even more than we

do. In comparison to them we are…ridiculously liberal.”

“What does that mean?” Cora asks, crossing her arms over her chest, her face

worried and confused.

“It means,” Roger explains, “that Xander has likely found allies with a group who

would not be on board with our own nation’s current policy, which is that wolves

and humans are equal and deserve to be treated with the same respect. They

hesitating now and

fact that we’re having

Adalaxians, women are…”

finishes for him.

property.”

wide. ” Seriously? Are they also

frozen in time for five

way to think of it,”

to read

stay strictly within their homes.

rights.”

Cora says, her face clearly

would go there, considering how he tried to use

broodmare.”

along with her. “And they’re

They’re likely to respect

as Xavier’s grandson, not as

role

say, sighing as I look down at my baby, this

around whom

reaching out to place a comforting hand

unfortunate that he was able to get

caught him at the border, had been

go through a foreign

that they give

whatever?”

could,” Sinclair replies, looking seriously down at me. “If I was King.

currently, I am not.”

blink up at him for a second, confused, and then put all of

my eyes going wide. Because while all of the other claims

have been disposed of, and

mate

it yet. Which means, technically, that he

the powers which would allow him

you do it?” Cora says, sitting up

do like… some kind of quick and dirty coronation?

get you

of this, but there’s no real cheer in it, because

the answer. “It’s more

a hand through his hair. ” First, I have to claim it, and

by the governors. It’s…all a

of bureaucratic nonsense that the Atalaxians

have been king the moment I killed Damon.

what we get for wanting

a say in their lives. It’s a better process

looking up at him.

can,” Sinclair says, nodding down at me. “But this is where your

in, Cora,” he says,