Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate

My internal screaming continues, echoing through me as I grab whatever bond I have to my Goddess mother and pull on it as hard as I can –

And I’m still screaming, there, in my mind and honestly maybe from my throat as well, I’m too far beyond myself now to know – when suddenly…

…She’s here.

My mother’s presence materializes first in my mind as she reaches for me, worried.

“Ella!” I hear her say, her voice chiming against my own frantic screams, “Ella, I am here!”

Shocked shocked to feel her, shocked that it worked – I find myself thrown out of my meditative state and into my own body, which is still freezing cold. But when my eyes fly open I gasp to see that she’s-

She’s actually here. Not just present in my mind – but standing before me. And as I blink frantically, letting my eyes adjust, I realize that she’s not… physically here. Not in the way she was when we met her in the desert. But she’s here in her spirit – she presents herself before me in an echo of her true form, a glowing, beautiful specter that reaches her hands out towards me.

“Mother!” I gasp. “Mom please – I need my baby – please release me -”

“Ella,” she says, coming forward and reaching for me, though her hands can’t quite touch my face. I feel her, though something about her touch tingles against my cheeks as she tries and fails to take my face in her hands. ” I don’t understand, child – I don’t know what’s happening -”

And then I’m sobbing, looking up at her, desperate for her to know but so cold now so incredibly cold – and unable to find the words to express it all-

“Close your eyes, darling,” she murmurs, looking down at me with her beautiful, glowing face. “Show me.”

And I do. I press my eyes shut and, sobbing, I press my thoughts – my memories – my fears – my ideas everything forward towards her. And I hear her gasp at first in shock, and then coo with understanding. –

“All right, Ella,” she says softly, and I open my eyes again to see her shaking her head at me. “Your gift is bound, my love and I cannot – ”

sob, looking up at her in desperation. “Do something melt this ice, unbind my

to help as well as her hesitation. We are from different realms – I know she is bound by rules different than me – but I can’t believe that

her face goes grim. “Once, Ella,” she says, her face hard. “There is a way that I can interfere physically in your world once in your life. And I will never, ever be able to do it again. Are you sure that you want it to be

situation that I could imagine that could be

into my eyes. “You will…not be able to call upon me again. Ever, Ella. It is the last time we will speak outside of one of my

gasp as I look up at her, as I realize that the price for this magic

says softly to me. “I just wanted you to know what

knowing I should think about it more

part of me does. Sharply, I nod. I let her know that I know the price, and though it breaks my

she murmurs and then she leans forward and presses her lips against my forehead. “It will be all right.” And for a moment the press of her kiss against my forehead feels the same as her hands against

until, slowly, her lips grow

gasp as I feel my wolf come howling back to me, her teeth ripping and gnashing inside me at the injustice done to her, in her eagerness to

up at my mother, then – knowing it is done – knowing that she has used the magic of our bond to unbind my wolf and her gift. And in its unbinding, our connection has

you, Ella,” she says as she begins to fade from my sight. “You will always have a piece of me,” she says, reaching out hand to point towards my chest, where

suddenly, she

back to

like a few long minutes with my mother, only seconds

hot within me. And I hold onto it, and access its strength, and let

Sinclair

Hank who sits limp on the ground outside the clinic, holding

my inner organs shift into my wolf form and

That it can’t-

towards the priestess who carries my son. She’s locked in my sight