Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate

Chapter 99 – Sinclair Tells Ella

Sinclair

My wolf is clawing at the surface of my skin, determined to be let out so he can tear Lydia to shreds. Gritting my teeth, I narrow my eyes at the malevolent she-wolf. “Lydia, you are the second person who has attempted to blackmail me this month, and I have to tell you – this is getting really old.”

Rolling my eyes, I continue. “And you seem to be forgetting that I’m on the board of the Moon Valley associated press. I hold shares in every major publication in the city. What’s more, none of the outlets want the Prince to win the campaign, because if he does the free press disappears.”

Lydia snarls, throwing her hands up, “fine, then I’ll simply text it to every person I know! It will get around that way!”

“And I’ll refute it.” I inform her coldly. “I’ll say it’s an old photo from when we were married, and the pack will believe me, because you are a traitor who abandoned them.” As I speak, I scan the room for her phone. If I refute her story, it’s true that the pack will probably side with me, but I honestly don’t want to risk it.

I finally see her device, lying on the hotel bed’s pristine white coverlet. Straightening up to my full height, I stride closer to Lydia, towering over her. “You’ve gone too far this time, Lydia.” I declare, backing her into the wall. “I’m going to let you walk away, but you have to go now. Leave Moon Valley by sunset, and don’t come back.”

“Or what?” She mutters bitterly, tears still hovering on her lashes. “You’ll kill me?”

“You aren’t my mate anymore.” I remind her, “And you never deserved to be in the first place. I will kill you if you make me, but it doesn’t have to be that way. Go back to your husband, adopt a child if that’s what you want, but stay the hell away from my family.”

Lydia shakes her head, still full of defiance, even as the scent of her fear grows stronger with every moment that passes. “I don’t believe you. I don’t believe you’d actually harm me.”

letting her feel the full force of my

it, and you blamed our fertility struggles on me for years.” My voice is barely more than a

grow in Lydia’s eyes as her air supply is abruptly cut off. “You left when the pack needed a strong Luna most. You have endangered everyone in Moon Valley with your selfishness, you cleared the way for a Tyrant to claim the throne. You drugged me, tried to steal my sperm, and on

war. Of course it was more than just tears, Ella ran away because of Lydia’s tricks, she might have been killed if I hadn’t found her so quickly. “The only reason you’re not dead

her phone while she remained huddled against the wall, gasping for air. “You

room, not pausing to look back. I don’t need to– I can hear Lydia’s back sliding down the wall so she can huddle on the floor, sobbing out her pain and fury. Once upon

thrown her out of my life years ago. In fact, I never should have started a relationship with her in the first place. Of course, I wasn’t strong enough at the time – but I’m strong enough now – I have to

the forest, shifting the moment I’m out of the car, and leading them on a run through the dense woodland. I don’t hold back, sprinting at top speed and leaving my men in the dust. I run until the flames

home for the rest of the day, and I finally make my way back to Ella. When I arrive home, she’s sound asleep in my bed, curled up in a little ball beneath the covers. At first I think the round lump in the bedding is one of her pillows, but when I notice it breathing I realize that the precious human has burrowed into a cocoon of cotton and goose-down. Unable to resist, I lift the

have to go back to work after I’m clean, no matter how badly I want to crawl into bed with Ella and

little while?

grouse. Five minutes turns into fifteen, and that turns into an

promised to update her about Lydia. He reminds me,

promise, when she wakes

again in a few hours. In the end, however, she ends up finding me. Around three I hear small

in an instant, swinging it open and looking down at the

remarks pointedly. “Besides I wanted a snack and when I asked my guard he told

get down the stairs?” I inquire, brushing a few locks of hair back from