Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate

Chapter 241

Chapter 241 – Hope

Ella

Sinclair’s heartbeat thumps steadily beneath my ear as his hands move over my body, massaging away all the kinks in my overworked muscles. I’ve been fading in and out of consciousness for the last hour, floating in a very different kind of high than the one induced by ether. Sinclair tells me it’s not unusual for she-wolves to enter a heightened plane of consciousness amidst such an onslaught of pleasure, but I’m still getting used to the violent surge of endorphins holding my body captive.

I feel completely boneless in my mate’s arms and I really don’t want to move, but my stomach is growling and I can sense Rafe’s hunger through our bond. Sinclair senses this too, gently untangling our bodies so he can rise. I murmur in complaint and he kisses my hair, promising to return with food. I snuggle deeper into the plush bedding as his footsteps recede, still reveling over the information revealed in my most recent hypnosis session.

It’s not that I find the idea of chosen mates any less romantic or important than fated ones. In fact, in some ways I think chosen mates are more special because they derive from a love which transcends divine power.

No, I think Sinclair and I are simply so happy because this news confirms what we’ve both felt for some time now: that we were made for one another and nothing in this world can come between us now that we’ve found each other.

Of course it’s not merely comforting, it also bolsters our spirits in the face of the war ahead. When Sinclair returns from the kitchens carrying a tray piled high with my favorite foods, I confess just how profoundly the priests’ vision impacted me.

“I know it was meant to give me hope back then, but I think I needed to see it now too. I needed to know there’s a chance we can beat Damon – that we can be that happy.” I say softly, accepting a bite of strawberry from his hand. “I understand it’s only one possibility, but if we can figure out how to win this war then that beautiful family – that incredible future is somewhere in our cards… we just have to play the right ones.”

“I needed it too.” Sinclair admits, holding a cheese-laden cracker to my lips. I accept the bite and chew, but I’m surprised to hear my mate disclose such doubts. He’s always so confident and in control, and though it may seem counter-intuitive, it’s a comfort to know he worries about our future just as much as I do.

once I’ve swallowed

and Rafe are

world seems wrong, I sleep easy knowing that there are at least two things which are so right it hurts… so much so that I’m afraid I wouldn’t be able to go on if anything

agree to let me go.” I

because I’m a greedy bastard who wants my sweet mate within reach at all times.”

wonderful.” He sighs, reclining next to me and nibbling a piece of chocolate. “And if I’m being completely honest, it helped convince my wolf that finding your mother is the right move.” A wry canine grin flashes over his gorgeous features. “He

short-lived. “I wish you could come with me.” I share, gnawing on

on board with the plan before wavering, because now that we’re on the same page the stakes aren’t simply about missing one another or safety

hasn’t led us astray. Everything that has gone

the knot in my stomach ease. “I promise I’ll do everything in my power to ensure we have

Sinclair vows, “But we can’t let it make us complacent or take it for granted. You remember what the priests said? There are no guarantees.

knowing Sinclair is only reminding me because he’s so afraid

lips and delving into my mouth. He tastes me with languid ease, running his hands over my belly as Rafe flutters and kicks. The pup has been radiating happiness ever since the session, no

with an intensity that goes beyond mere affection. “Do you want to talk about the rest of the memory?”

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