Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate

Chapter 218 – Stolen Moments

Ella

It isn’t easy to extract Sinclair from the nursery, not after he delighted the children with confessions of his soft side and got roped into endless games of tag and hide and seek. When he eventually shifted into his wolf and started giving the pups rides on his back, I thought Isabel was going to have a conniption. Only naptime brought an end to the fun, though I wasn’t thrilled when he suggested we go back to our suite rather than snoozing with the pups. Of course… that was before I realized he intended to nap with me – or not nap, as it were.

I waved goodbye to the children as Sinclair carted me out of the nursery in his arms, a delightfully rumbly laugh vibrating in his chest. “Couldn’t we adopt some of them?” I inquire, kissing his neck. “Just a couple dozen?”

Sinclair gazes down at me indulgently, “Baby when this war is over we can adopt as many pups as you want, but I think we should hold off on giving our enemies more targets for the time being.”

“Fine.” I groan, throwing my head back dramatically. I hear an appreciative purr, and belatedly realize the movement has given the wolf an excellent view down my dress. I giggle, attempting to pull the fabric together to cover myself, but my mate arches a threatening brow.

“Don’t you dare.” Sinclair warns, “We’ve got limited time and much to do little wolf.”

I can guess he’s referring to the summit’s kick off in the morning, but I’m surprised to see him so early in the afternoon. “Does this mean you finished working?” I ask, licking my lips.

“It wasn’t easy, but I made it happen. We’ve got to steal whatever time together we can.”

He kicks the door to our suite closed, and I hear Philippe and the other guards disperse to give us privacy. “Aren’t there things we should talk about before tomorrow?” I inquire, not wanting to deal with business but also feeling unprepared for the politics awaiting us.

bomb upended half the work I did on this trip and we’ll be entering unchartered territory in the morning whether we

“But

he strips off my clothes, “I’ve made

a low growl fills my ears, calling my own wolf out to play. ” Bossy alpha.” I accuse, wondering when exactly I became

a list of all your bad behavior while I

me, still naked following his wolf’s antics with the children. His long, thick cock is already standing at attention, and any hints of the civilized, bubble bath-taking politician are gone. He’s pure animal now, and my instincts are driving me to see just how far I can push

don’t have any idea what you’re talking about.” I quip, pouting my fully lips. “I only did

foreboding. “Is that really the tactic you want to choose, little wolf? Because I was going to focus on the small stuff -leave the serious things for later.” He pulls in a deep

for made-up infractions like wearing clothes in his bed, he was going to address the greatest conflicts in our time apart – things that were part and parcel my fault. It

agreement, dropping my gaze submissively. “I think you’re

me, sliding his hand around my nape and pulling my lips up to his. “Good girl.” He praises, “I’d thought to wait until things calmed down, but these things don’t go away, baby. Best to get it out of the way.” I nod again, because I agree. My mate almost dying

I am, and everything I ever will be?” Sinclair inquires, searing me with his emerald

world, and I’d be lost without you?” I counter, blinking

with a ferocious kiss, and then it starts: Every lie, every betrayal of his trust, every scheme and act of neglect for my well being. At times we go around in circles, ‘You were dead!” I cry, about half an hour into the debate. “I needed to find you, I can be held accountable for a lot, but you can’t expect me to have lost you without grieving, or not to fight when

would grieve, but I need you to know that killing yourself or our child is the absolutely last thing I would want. I would hope you would move on

say if the tables were turned I would be pretty offended if you got over my demise in a couple of days!” I can see Sinclair getting ready to jump in, so I add, ” Besides

what the doctor said!” Sinclair

the doctor about me!” I demand hotly,

bites back, “So help me Ella, if I do die and you stress yourself into a coma, I