Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate

Chapter 23

Chapter 23 – Ella’s First Interview

Ella

I must have misheard him. He can’t truly mean that he wants me to move into his rooms. Does he really think I’m that much of a baby, that I need constant watching?

“But it was only one dream.” I protest, my voice still shaky, “I swear it’s not a big deal.”

Sinclair purrs again, and I feel my insides melting against my will. “Maybe it is, maybe it isn’t. I just want you to sleep easily.” Before I can stop him, he’s lifting me into my arms.

“Sinclair–” He interrupts me with a growl, and I quickly amend myself, “Dominic this really isn’t necessary. I can sleep on my own.”

“I’m sure you can.” He concedes. “But I want you close.”

“And what about what I want?” The words slip out before I can stop them, and Sinclair pauses, looking down at me with an appraising look.

“And what do you want, Ella?” He asks huskily, his deep voice reverberating down my spine.

“I–” I open my mouth to tell him I want to be alone, in my own space and without his intimidating presence. However somehow I can’t make the words come. Why is it that I can’t seem to stop myself from speaking when I don’t want to, then can’t make myself talk when I do? What is this man doing to me?

I can only shake my head in reply. “You can’t lie to me. The pup is making you more and more

as I realize the implications of this, and I want to protest that such a thing isn’t fair,

if this settles the matter. I don’t know why I don’t object further – maybe because he’s clearly made up his mind, maybe because I don’t really want him to change it. I let him carry me out into the hall, flushing scarlet when I see so many guards

always have this many guards posted at

important thing to me in the world.” Sinclair responds simply. “You can expect lots of guards to be

I’m

Sinclair to know the answer – it’s already painfully obvious: No. In a world of mystically powerful beings like wolves, a human like me could never be anything but an afterthought.

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down a room service tray by my bedside, stacked high with my favorite foods. At first the smell of fruit and oatmeal has my stomach growling, but before I can so much as raise a spoon to my lips, a wave of nausea

to Sinclair’s sprawling, king sized bed. The food which looked so appetizing a moment ago just makes my stomach churn now, but I notice a folded note on the tray. My name is scrawled across the

Ella,

been getting a lot of requests and the reporter promised you would only have to answer questions of which I approved. Call me

Yours,

Dominic

this won’t even be an interview as myself, this will be an interview under cover, pretending to be a completely different person, a completely different species! What kind of questions

a sharp looking suit, feeling very small and out of place. A camera is poised on my face, and I’m trying to look serene – rather than panicked. I found a pretty sweater dress in the wardrobe Sinclair procured for me, and decided that simple elegance was the best foot forward. Now I wonder if I miscalculated,

in the Moon Valley Pack and beyond are very curious about you.” He begins obliquely. “With you by his side, the Alpha is

that might worry some pack members.” I smile gently, trying

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