Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate

Chapter 224 – Ella’s Wolf Takes Over

Ella

I’m exhausted after the feast, but I know our work isn’t yet complete. Roger hasn’t finished his report about the refugee crisis back home and though I realize the situation is urgent, I’m not eager to discuss it. I feel like my heart and mind are maxed out on thought and emotion, so delving even deeper into these matters might just break me. Only my determination outweighs my dread, because I know I owe it to our people to bear witness to their suffering.

Sinclair is a steady presence beside me, and through our bond I feel his wolf fretting over my wellbeing. Stubborn mate, you should go up to bed. The bossy canine insists, and I see him in the shared space of our minds – nuzzling my wolf’s neck and nipping her shoulder.

I want to stay with you. My wolf replies obstinately, leaning into his side and ignoring his foreboding grumbles.

Impossible thing, his wolf croons, offering me pure indulgence until a sidelong glance comes my way. You know there used to be a time when people were afraid of me.

Oh hush, people are still afraid of you. My wolf replies, circling around him and rubbing affectionately against his big body.

You’re not. Sinclair growls, his wolf’s dark muzzle quirking into a smile. His hawkish gaze follows my wolf as she winds around him, showing off her curves and lovely gold furr. You seem to have forgotten I’m your mate, and not your playmate. His voice is all deep foreboding, and I shiver with delight. My wolf does love it when he gets stern with us.

If it were up to me, his ominous tone and intimidating expression would be enough to still my restless energy. Unfortunately I’m worried about the meeting we’re about to have, and my wolf is taking every excuse to distract us both.

I’m just happy you’re home. She answers, swiping her tongue over his snout, then nudging her way under his chin.

Though we’re still standing quietly side by side, I know Sinclair and I are both keeping a sharp eye on our wolves. They may not need actual space to interact, but if they don’t calm down soon we’re both going to end up shifting before we can get through this meeting. The next thing I know Sinclair’s wolf has pounced in our shared conscience, and my gold fluffball is flat on her back, her little wolf feet dangling in the air. A deep chuckle rolls through my mind like thunder, spurring on my defiant inner animal.

should be defeated, but my wolf only cocks her head and bats her lashes up at the lethal predator baring his fangs at her. Do you want me to be afraid? She inquires, writhing invitingly on the ground. I can run from you and hide and make a big fuss when you catch me. Flames spark in Sinclair’s eyes, and I know he likes the sound of this. In fact this isn’t so far

we can get through this meeting without me being forced to drag you out of here like a caveman. His wolf responds, sounding human enough that I

my hand up his chest, hoping the others won’t see. What happens after you drag me out of

chest, and I know I’ve pushed him too far. I don’t know what would happen,

my wolf finally relaxes, recentered by Sinclairs dominance. He eyes me knowingly as he pulls me into his lap,” come here you.” He purrs, settling me on his thighs with

leaning into his chest and praying the other men didn’t hear him. A hot blush burns on my cheeks as Sinclair strokes my spine, making soft rumbly sounds of contentment. Right on cue, Roger enters with James, and I think back, Thank you, reality –

how was the grand feast?” James asks,

replies easily, a distinct hint of amusement in

don’t have anything to talk about with people like that.”

quips, “I

politicians. They have a way of twisting the truth around until you can’t even recognize it anymore. I don’t like being told that things I can see with my own two eyes are wrong or don’t exist, just because the reality is inconvenient.” James answers seriously, his face pulled into a

all alphas are like that.” Gabriel sighs,

your talks went well?” James

didn’t go much of anywhere.” I

true. I think you really got through to them about the humans.” Sinclair interjects, ever my

nothing else.” I remind him coolly, not wanting to let

Besides, they’re visiting the camp tomorrow, and the nursery. If that doesn’t tug on their heartstrings then nothing

actually guarantee everyone entering the hidden territories are refugees.” Roger says, “What are we going to do about

any suspicious names

men have entered the camps since our operations began. Three were elderly, the fourth is a resistance fighter who was gravely injured in Damen’s takeover. He lost an arm and was deemed incapable of continuing as a soldier.” Roger reports, listing