Accidental Surrogate

Chapter 433

gh to find each other and build a family.

But still, facing this delegation? I’m a little glad that we’ve got some intimidating credentials to speak for us. Brave little mate, Sinclair says to me down the bond, making my smirk deepen. I’m glad you’re letting them see that you’re not scared of them.

Oh, I’m scared of them, I pass back, not bothering to look up at him for support.

But you’re right. There’s no reason for them to see it.

He gives me a warm nudge of support as the first line of five Atalaxians step forward and give a bow. The man at the far left of the line steps forward then, beginning to speak. He introduces himself first – the first and most significant member – and then moves on to each new delegate, who bows his heads to us each in turn.

I turn my head a little as this formal introduction progresses, because this is … odd. I understand that this reception has a rather official quality, but each of the greetings we’ve given to each delegation before this has been warm and chatty, with people introducing themselves warmly or greeting Sinclair and I as old friends, if they know us.

The Atalaxians? They don’t say a word, instead letting their singular speaker do all the work.

Still, I do my best to follow along as Rafe begins to fuss in my arms, not liking something – I don’t know what, though. I hold him higher, tighter against me, trying to pass a little calmness down our bond so that he can relax, maybe fall asleep. The baby responds to this, resting his head against my chest a little and settling.

The speaker finishes introducing the first line of delegates, which includes the predictable ambassadors and senators who have been sent to witness the coronation and have discussions about the future connections between our two nations.

first row clears, moving away and revealing the second row, I’m surprised to hear the speaker introduce a Prince, which makes my eyes raise. Why had he not been included in the first

the Prince as he steps forward and gives his bow, though I admit that I do not catch his name, which I kick myself for. I’m a Queen now or about to be.

He’s about my age, and tall, with dark hair and a handsome face with eyes such a

he’s broad shouldered, he’s a great deal slimmer than

it, but I do – I’m absolutely sure of it. The prince nods steadily to Sinclair, looking

staring at me for a long moment. Sinclair reacts instantly, a subtle growl building in his chest as he takes just

his bored composure, nodding to

confused, I look up at my mate, whose shoulders are stiff

earth just

dismissed and Rafe starts to fuss again in my arms,

and pulses down the bond to which we respond as quickly as we can. It’s honestly the best part of being a wolf mother –

to take him out,” I murmur,

I need us all here,

they each step forward and nod to us. I nod in turn, though I admit that my attention is decidedly focused on my son, who

sometimes he passes me an emotion, or has even given me a brief impression of the thing he wants – But today, nothing. He’s just upset. My eyes are totally focused on the baby, ignoring the final members of the delegation in my maternal concern

citizenship in Atalaxia for his services as advisor to the King.” My

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