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.

all going to be okay from here on out. You get your baby, I get my career… the only thing we need now is to find a

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 children use on

much.” Glancing at the closed door Sinclair disappeared behind, I sidle back towards the entrance, lowering my voice to a whisper. “If I start to seem like too much

were an open book before,

with him. I shouldn’t have cried, I was too sassy, too timid, too bold. It’s like walking an emotional

sweetie.”

bearings. Once I figure Sinclair out I’ll understand what I need to do to keep

a pregnant pause on the other end of

prompt my sister, knowing she

you’re still in survival mode – ‘keeping your head above

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

lets the matter drop. “How are you otherwise? Any morning sickness?” She asks,

bathroom… but I’ve never been happier

you to feel miserable either.”

too.” The more the baby makes its presence known, the more secure I feel that it’s growing big

run. Sinclair brought me to meet his father.” I confess.

________________

when I pictured the elder Alpha, but the sweet man in the wheelchair was far from the imposing figure I expected. He radiated quiet strength and dignity, but he also welcomed me to his family with genuine warmth. I could see the shadow of a powerful leader in his stoic demeanor, but also the humility of a man whose circumstances had irrevocably changed and who chose to adapt rather than rail at the world for its injustice. He was obviously incredibly proud of his son, and obviously thrilled

I spent the rest 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

foster homes, all full of cruel adults and abusive parents. In my dreams I’m always running away from someone, trying to protect Cora and my other surrogate

screams and pleading tears fill my head, as dreadful images fill my vision. The next thing I know

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255