Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate

Chapter 11

Chapter 11 – Call me Dominic

Sinclair shook his head almost as soon as the words were out of Ella’s mouth. The idea was intriguing, but it would never succeed. “That’s not how it works – we aren’t mates. My kind only gets one, and everyone already knows I found mine many years ago.” Sinclair informed her cool ly.

“But… you got divorced.” Ella’s words were tremulous and hesitant, as if she was afraid to bring up the subject. She’d clearly been very busy with her research. He was about to tell her off, when his wolf roared in his head. Enough! Stop this, you know she’s right – it’s better for everyone this way.

Sinclair was taken aback, his wolf never disagreed with him – they’d always been on the same page about everything. The pup is most important, it needs its mother. His wolf continued, besides, she’s not asking you for anything – if she was just a gold-digger like Lydia, she’d be eager to move in with you.

I don’t know. Sinclair thought. It’s worth taking a second look at Ella’s background but –

No buts! His wolf interrupted. Give her what she wants.

Why are you so determined about this? Sinclair demanded, surprised by his inner canine’s insistence.

We can’t hurt Ella. His wolf proclaimed fiercely. She’ll suffer if we take the pup away.

Sinclair had to admit he didn’t want the lovely human to be in pain, but he still didn’t trust her. His wolf on the other hand was absolutely adamant, and all shifters knew better than to question their animal instincts. Intuition didn’t lie – not when it came to the supernatural.

“Fine.” He grumbled. “But only if you help with my campaign. It won’t be easy, there’s more to being a Luna than standing on my arm and looking pretty.”

Ella’s face lit up so brightly Sinclair had to fight his smile. His wolf on the other hand, actually wagged his tail like an excited puppy. What the hell is going on with me? He thought, speaking more to himself than his wolf – who was clearly losing his mind.

“What’s a Luna?” Ella asked curiously, barely able to contain her joy but trying to remain engaged in the conversation.

how much he was going to have to teach her. “And for the record, this little arrangement will only

you just told me werewolves only get one

choose as many as we

in

different.” Sinclair corrected. “Not all fated mates are a good fit,

to see the baby anymore?” Ella

if and when it happens.” Sinclair stated after a moment. “But I want to be very clear that this agreement only lasts as long as it works. If we can’t find a way to get along well enough to convince people or if I learn that this is all another one of your tricks–” Ella’s eyes flared with anger, but

were flushed bright pink, she set her shoulders as if preparing herself to take on a great challenge. “Fine. Have your people draw up

Sinclair agreed, “As soon as you pack your

her in hand. He Reached out and caught her chin between his thumb

watched as his words sunk in. Ella’s eyes narrowed, and she was squirming again, positively overflowing with defiance. He had to give her credit, for someone who’d only just learned about the existence of werewolves, she certainly wasn’t afraid of him. In fact, she was showing much more bravery than many fully grown wolves did facing down an Alpha. Of course, there were Alphas, and then there was Sinclair– who was strong enough to bring even the most dominant pack leaders in line. Though perhaps it was

beneath her lashes. “Yes, sir.” She ground out, clearly hating being forced to

praised, dragging his thumb over her full bottom lip. “But if we’re going to pull this off,

wolf purred with pleasure. Her amber eyes were so wide he could see every glimmering shade of gold in her irises. Her dark lashes fluttered as he stared

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when or how it had happened, but the

the bedroom Sinclair had prepared for her, her mind went entirely blank. It was the same room she’d woken up in that afternoon, but everything was different

in the massive whirlpool tub in the bathroom, just waiting for her to arrive. Ella could barely take in all the finery and amenities Sinclair had brought in, including a craft table and miniature fridge full of drinks and snacks. There was even a massage table set up along the far wall. “You did all this for me?” Ella gaped, staring up at Sinclair’s handsome face in abject

her, not seeming to understand why she was so surprised. “Pups are more

Ella thought, somewhat bitterly. It’s not for me, it’s for the

a small golden bell. “Ring

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