Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate

Chapter 156 – Sightseeing Ella

The Vanaran capital feels like a different planet.

Everywhere we look crystals tower over us, carved into the most intricate forms I’ve ever seen.

The shifters populating the city are friendly and open in their curiosity, and we frequently stop so Gabriel can chat with the locals and introduce us.

It’s all so easy and peaceful, no lies, no secrets, just wolves living openly together in harmony.

Watching Gabriel, I see a leader who is strong but compassionate, ruthless but open-minded.

He’s intelligent and has as much raw power as my own mate, though he lacks Sinclair’s dangerous edge.

I expect Gabriel would be quite deadly if pushed, but he’s much more easy going than my own brooding Alpha.

Then again, he’s not the one exiled and preoccupied with planning a revolution.

Still, for a moment I envision a future world where Sinclair is the King of the united packs, and Damon’s regime is a long-forgotten nightmare.

In my heart I know this is the kind of society my mate could create as leader; Gabriel’s utopian world n.ovelebook could be our own, if only we could take back our home.

Maybe it’s naive to think a traumatized society could recover completely and achieve this sort of easy comfort…After all it’s not like Sinclair could simply snap his fingers and undo all the suffering caused by his predecessor.

No, if we can win this war we’ll have a monumental task ahead of us in terms of healing and rebuilding the united packs, and earning the trust of an oppressed people.

But I believe that if anyone can achieve this goal, it’s Sinclair.

I turn to look up at the man in question, so inspired by this vision that I want to share my hope with him.

However when I see his face he looks a million miles away.

His granite jaw is clenched and his gaze is hawkishly scanning our surroundings.

He manages to smile and greet the various people we meet, but his grip on my waist never loosens, and he never loses the hardness in his eyes.

I lean into his side as a cool breeze flutters through the square, carrying the scent of rain.

“What good is coming out if you’re not going to actually be present?”

I inquire, poking his muscular chest.

The huge Alphe looks down at me with dry amusement, closing his powerful hand around my offending finger.

“I said I would come along, I didn’t promise to forget my worries.”

“That’s cheating.” I inform him, narrowing my eyes to a scowl.

“Is it now?”

in

who pointed out how dangerous unfamiliar territories can be? Especially for mischievous little wolves too clever and

to take

he put out for my

if you get to break your promises then I don’t see why I should have to keep

know he doesn’t

vow to stay close to him, never go out of sight and tell him

and rightly so after everything we’ve been through, but now those same

that the

“Ella—”

name as if

shift.” I suggest,

their wolf form.” I say, gesturing to

it seems the Vanarans are so comfortable and secure in their secret lands that they feel

is too inexperienced to be around so many strangers.” Sinclair cautions,

a

wolf doesn’t care for

shifting a possibility, she’s clawing

yes! Freedom! Sinclair grips my nape, I said no,

my body shudders

jerk and whimper through the next few

sitting in front of him as my

their with his arms crossed over

on his rock-hard abs, wishing I was tall enough to lick the

over his neck and nuzzle his chest with my snout,

I beg, Please, please,

am not amused by

grumpy voice sounds

around his legs, nudging him and repeating my

his ankles that the stoic Alpha finally caves, his massive wolf bursting free with a

in charge, and she only

on him

is tinged with humor now,

moment before he pins me beneath him, plopping his heavy body down on mine

what you wanted, trouble? He teases,

I whine, squirming

Hmm, I don’t know.

having you right here, your little

He informs me huskily.

mercy to do what? Suffocate me? I complain, trying to dislodge

one bit from my efforts, but he does release my neck and shift his weight so he can investigate

Look at this tummy.

croons, ignoring my outraged question and burying his