Accidental Surrogate

Chapter 425

Chapter 425 – The Mark Ella

“Well that’s weird,” I murmur, looking through my phone as my mate sits shirtless beside me, finishing up the last of his paperwork before bed.

“What’s weird,” he asks, though I can tell he’s only half paying attention. But I frown, looking at the message from Cora. “Cora says she’s going away with Roger for a few days.”

“What?” he asks, his head swiveling to me, his voice instantly more alert. Then he snatches his own phone off the bedside table. “That can’t be right,” he says, flicking through his messages. Roger didn’t say anything to me.”

“Well, whatever,” I say, giving a little shrug. “They can take some time for themselves –

“Ella,” Sinclair sighs, and I look over at him in surprise. “We’re planning a coronation and trying to run a country. I’m depending on him to be here!”

I frown at him and shake my head a little. “Don’t be so unromantic, Dominic,” I scold. “They’re in love, they’re going to have a baby. Plus, Cora looked amazing in the wedding dresses today – I think I’m going to be able to talk her into that wedding. If they do that for us, why wouldn’t we let them have a few days away?”

“Did she say that she was going to do it?” he asks, raising his eyebrows at me.

“Nope!” I say, smiling as I start to type a reply on my phone. “She said to forget about it.”

“What!?”

“Don’t stress,” I say, laughing and glancing at him again. “I know her! I think she’s gonna say yes. We should move forward with the plans.”

Sinclair just groans and shakes his head, typing his own message out probably to his brother. I concentrate on my own.

time you need. Don’t worry about the camps Isabel, Hank, and I can hold it down. Will fill you in whenever you

up next to my mate, resting my head against his chest and giving him a little kiss there as he finishes his message to Roger and

yell at

before tossing his phone aside and wrapping his arm around me. “Okay well don’t yell at Cora,” I murmur, getting sleepy. “That’s

it,” he

long moment before Sinclair clears his throat. I open my eyes, surprised, before looking up at him. “What is it?” I ask. Because I know

his throat, wanting to talk about one last thing before

Something’s up.

says, hesitating. “I want you to trust me when I tell you what I

demand, getting suddenly anxious. “Right

he says, pulling at my shoulder. But I just shake

you

says, his

“Dominic!”

glares at me for a long moment before he realizes that I’m not going to give in, and then he closes his eyes for a second, steeling himself. ” Ella, we got word from the Atalaxians today. They…they want to send a delegation to the

“What!?” I gasp, appalled.

quickly, “sending a delegation if not their royals themselves. It would be an incredible insult

I say, putting out a finger to stop him. “Am I hearing you right? Not only are they coming, but you invited those bigots!? Into our

knocking it away. “We had to extend the invitation – it would have

from Sinclair, kicking away the blankets. But before I can get far, I hear him snarl and then feel him wrap his arm around my waist and tug me, hard, back to

a little yelp of surprise as Sinclair levers himself over me, swiftly gathering both of my wrists in one of his hands and lifting them over my

at him,

murmurs, glaring down at me, a little darkness in his eyes. “I’m starting to think that you need a little reminder of who is the Alpha in this relationship, and the King in this nation,” he

beneath him, but he holds firm. “I’m allowed to have my opinions!” I snap, starting to get pissed. “I

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