Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate

Chapter 22

Chapter 22 – Ella’s Nightmares

Ella

“Wait, what!” I exclaim, not believing my own ears. “You got your job back?”

“It sounds like somebody very important called in some favors for me.” My sister confirms. “They even gave me a raise to compensate for my troubles.”

She doesn’t need to say more. There’s only one person with enough power to undo a command issued by Dominic Sinclair – and that’s Dominic Sinclair himself. “I can’t believe this. Why didn’t he tell me?”

“You mean you didn’t ask?” I can imagine the precise look on Cora’s face. Stunned and reeling at once.

“I mean, not after that first time.” I relate, wondering if I should have tried harder to help her. Did I misperceive my importance to Sinclair, or the power I hold now that I’m carrying his child?

“Well apparently that’s all it took.” She relates, her voice full of elation. “Thank you, Ella.”

“Don’t thank me,” I object. “I’m the one who got us into this situation to begin with.” I remind her ruefully.

“Of course you didn’t.” She refutes. “Listen, I don’t know how it happened, but either I made a mistake or…”

“Or what?” I press.

“Or someone did this on purpose.” She sounds uncertain now, as if she can’t fathom the motive for such an act. I find myself equally confused.

“Why would they?” I fret, not wanting to believe my sister messed up so badly, but not seeing any logic in the alternative.

be okay from here on out. You get your baby, I get my career… the only thing

solve before he fled halfway across the country.” I share. “I’m not sure how I’m supposed

always ask for Sinclair’s help.” Cora suggests, a note of teasing in her voice – the same one

towards the entrance, lowering my voice to a whisper. “If I start to seem like too much trouble he might change his mind about letting

were an

I clarify. “I’m constantly afraid that I’ll say the wrong thing and make myself seem weak or fragile, too annoying to put up with. It’s exhausting.” I drag my hand through my hair. “I end up over-analyzing everything I do with him. I shouldn’t have cried, I was too sassy, too timid, too bold. It’s like walking an emotional tightrope. And the worst part is that he can read me so

sorry sweetie.” Cora

just need a little more time to get my bearings. Once I figure Sinclair out I’ll understand

on the other end of the

my sister, knowing she

like you’re still in survival mode – ‘keeping your head above water,’ rather than taking care of yourself, making yourself

my baby. The best I can hope for if I do perfectly is visitation rights after

you otherwise? Any morning sickness?”

“I spent all morning in the bathroom… but I’ve never

been happier for you to feel miserable either.” She jokes. “I hope it keeps

makes its presence known, the more

to meet his father.” I confess. “It was great to talk though, let’s have

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welcomed me to his family with genuine warmth. I could see the shadow of a powerful leader in his stoic demeanor, but also

of the day napping and reading my pregnancy books. I can’t believe how tired I’ve been, or how hungry. I expected the changes, I just didn’t think they’d happen so fast. Of course after so much rest, I couldn’t sleep when night finally fell. It took me ages to finally drift off, and when I finally found rest

dreams I’m always running

pleading tears fill my head, as dreadful images fill my

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