Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate

Chapter 398: King and Queen

Ella

“I’m glad we did that,” I say later that afternoon as Sinclair pulls our car around to the front entrance of the palace. “I couldn’t stand to say goodbye to that house if it was to a stranger. Too many memories there.” ” I agree,” Sinclair says, parking directly out front in what feels…well, feels too informal for the future King’s first entrance to the palace, his new home. ” Doesn’t this place have like, a garage?”

I murmur, looking into the back seat to check on little Rafe, who is happily chewing on the sleeve of his little baby hoodie and staring at himself in a mirror attached to his car seat. “I… think so…” Sinclair says, and I look up in surprise to see him grimacing at me a little. “I’ve only really been here for state occasions,” he says, shrugging.”

And the birth of our child,” I point out.

“Well for that,” he says, “wealsojust parked out front.”

“True true,” I say, turning away to my door. “I guess we’ll figure it all out. Yes, we will,” he murmurs, getting out of the car and opening the back seat to lift out Rafe’s carrier. While I wait for them to come around to my side, I stare up at the gorgeous palace in front of me. “I can’t believe this is going to be my home,” I murmur. “I can’t believe I’m going to be a King,” he sighs. I look up at him, studying the lines of his handsome face. “Yeah,” I agree. “Me neither.”

Sinclair laughs and shakes his head down at me. “Well, I would hope thatyouwould try to chuff me up a little bit there.”

I say, grinning, “and that I don’t think anyone else could do it any better. I just,” I consider it for a moment, shaking my head. “I don’t know. I’m not going to be able to

grip and wrapping it around my shoulder to pull me

my eyes going wide. “I get

alive and we’re on the throne,” he grins widely at

take me immediately to the vault with the crown jewels and let me wear my tiara while I unpack all of our moving boxes. “Not until the official coronation, my ass,” I murmur angrily as I use a box cutter to cut the tape on probably my fortieth box and

coming into the room with a little tray of food for our lunch. “I’m just following the. rules. It’s not really a Kingdom precisely anymore the jewels belong to

precisely, I plan to be wearing that crown. And just how good I’ll

workers and get it back to fully functioning, hired a head chef. Still, I don’t even know where the kitchens are and it feels strange already to be waited on like this. What am I going to do when I’m pregnant again? Just…wander the halls, starving, searching

still…I’ll never forget the day we brought our baby into the world. “Vividly,” Sinclair murmurs, biting into his sandwich and watching

sigh, looking around. “I’m sure. It’s… fitting.” I smile at him. “This is a King’s bedroom for sure – and you are a King!” “Not yet, he says, shaking his head. “You keep saying that,” I reply, frowning at him. ” Is there something wrong? Are you… doubting the fact that the coronation will go through or something?” “No,” he replies, cocking his head to the side. “I just…want everything to be right. Damon and his father…” he shakes his head, a little angry, “they took

And then he looks over at the baby. And I hope I can convince him to be as well, when his turn comes.” “Rafe?”

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