Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate

Chapter 81 – Roger Makes a Promise

Ella

I haven’t been sick for a few days now, but when I see Roger standing on the other side of the door I immediately turn to one of the ornamental vases in the hallway and empty my stomach. Cora rushes forward to help me, glancing uncertainly at Roger as she pulls my hair back from my face.

I know that Sinclair and Roger are on better terms since the wild hunt, but I also know that their peace is very tenuous. Sinclair hasn’t decided whether or not he truly trusts his brother yet, and though Roger has been helpful bringing intelligence from the Prince’s camp, he could easily be playing the double agent for both sides – and now he knows my deepest, darkest secret.

This is so bad. I think frantically. He told the Prince that Sinclair hadn’t marked me, what if he tells him this too? Forget the blackmail – Roger is more dangerous to me than some bitter ex-employer could ever be!

I wipe the back of my hand over my mouth, straightening with a pitiful moan. I look over at Roger, finding his expression a combination of confusion and concern. “You’d better come in.”

“Ella, I’m sorry.” He begins hesitantly. “I didn’t mean to startle you, and I wasn’t trying to eavesdrop. I came over to check in with Sinclair and… well it wasn’t difficult to overhear your conversation.”

“I know, I know – your shifter hearing is very acute.” I grumble. “Trust me, I’m learning just how out of my depth I am every day.”

“I don’t understand.” Roger admits, following me into the sitting room. “How is this even possible?”

I sit down, graciously accepting a glass of water from my sister. “Listen, I’ll tell you the truth, but only if you promise me that this conversation stays between us. I know you’re been helping us lately, but I’m going to be honest – I’m not convinced you’re actually on our side.”

“That’s fair.” Roger admits, looking drawn and pale. “After what I did… I know I don’t deserve your trust, or your forgiveness.”

would die under his tyranny – including me and your nephew.” I remark pointedly, holding my hand to my baby bump. “I don’t care what kind of sibling rivalry

instincts that started coming out at the ball are back in full force, and I don’t regret a single word I’ve

assures her. “You’re very spirited for a human. I can see why Sinclair picked you.” He stares me in the eye, holding the contact as he makes his next promise. “And you have my word that I’ll

I nod, feeling a bit more relaxed now. “But you’re wrong if

Roger repeats, his brow

we figured out Sinclair’s sample had been used instead of the donor I chose. When he hears about Mike, I’m amazed to

the samples got switched?” Roger

were disabled in the lab – before

“this is the first I”m

to hire me back, but the investigation didn’t actually move away from me as a suspect until they found the tapes were blank during your appointment. I

can hardly wrap my brain around this. “We’ve been assuming this was an accident all along, and I could even understand someone erasing them after the fact to cover their mistake… but if someone turned the cameras

no shifter I know would imagine it

or a wolf.” I shrug, though in truth I feel quite uneasy. “But it does make me nervous to think someone might have done this

were pure, but I also don’t see an opportunity for malice either. How does you having a shifter baby help

be the weirdest crime in history.” I express,

access to both your labs and the security rooms, and who

of his men on it as well, but as far as

suggest, “with everything else going on, I sort of forgot

the side. “So what happens after the baby comes? You mentioned losing its scent. Has Sinclair talked to

the campaign.” I explain, blushing to think of everything he must have overheard. “Afterwards I can step back from the public eye