Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate

Chapter 255

Chapter 255 – To War

Ella

“I can’t believe you didn’t tell me!” Cora grouses, shooting me a death glare as we gather at the Royal docks. Vanarium–hulled ships fitted with cutting edge defense and weaponry systems are moored along the wharf, their crews flitting around like hundreds of tiny ants as they prepare the vessels for departure. One, the smallest, is bound for the Altaran Islands and my mother; the others are all headed back home to face Damon.

None of us want to say goodbye.

Sinclair bundles me in his arms and nuzzles my neck, his wolf grumbling and growling as he nibbles my mating mark, repeatedly reminding me that I’m his – as if I could forget. Mine, mine, mine. He proclaims, his wandering hands moving over my round belly. We don’t leave for another half hour, but I’m already beginning to worry he won’t let me go when the time comes. Isabel is in the same boat, cuddled up with James and Sadie, trying to pretend she isn’t crying as the big Soldier soothes and pets her. She focuses her attention on her young daughter, rocking and shushing the perfectly content child – as if Sadie is the one in need of comfort instead of her mother. James doesn’t say a word, merely kissing Isabel and holding her a bit tighter.

Of course, when I say no one wants to say goodbye, I’m excluding my sister, who is still complaining about the fact I didn’t warn her Roger would be joining our journey as added security. “Seriously Ella, you had to know I wouldn’t approve!”

and Sinclair chuckles as he claims my lips. That’s it. His wolf croons in my head. Just ignore her and let

my belly, and I can feel

that this might be the last time I ever see my mate, but it isn’t only Sinclair I’m going to miss – nor is he the only one for whom I’m worried. When all this began I didn’t know

I think tears are inevitable. Anger is easier, so I direct all my pent up feelings towards the

to forget finding my

than a shimmer – like the iridescent sheen of snake scales in sunlight, or the glimmering luster of pearl dust.

images fill my mind. I share the pictures with Sinclair through our bond, hoping to inspire him. Decapitation, disembowelment, beating him bloody with his own dumb leg…

every inch of my glowing skin. “I can’t wait to see all the incredible things you learn from your mother.” He lifts my hand to his lips, holding my gaze as he bestows long, luxurious kisses over my knuckles. “You hold

he lives long enough to see these gifts manifest, and to see our son come into the world. Oh Goddess, I think as his mood grows heavy. It’s getting close to our departure time, but I’m not ready to say goodbye, not yet. I’ll never be ready. I

to that innocent little nanny who wouldn’t hurt a

me. There’s a new frisson of tension in the air, a sense of communal understanding that we need to finish up. I try to smile, “She was corrupted by a big

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