Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate

Chapter 424: The Mark Ella

“Well that’s weird,” I murmur, looking through my phone as my mate sits shirtless beside me, finishing up the last of his paperwork before bed.

“What’s weird,” he asks, though I can tell he’s only half paying attention. But I frown, looking at the message from Cora. “Cora says she’s going away with Roger for a few days.”

“What?” he asks, his head swiveling to me, his voice instantly more alert. Then he snatches his own phone off the bedside table. “That can’t be right,” he says, flicking through his messages. Roger didn’t say anything to me.”

“Well, whatever,” I say, giving a little shrug. “They can take some time for themselves –

“Ella,” Sinclair sighs, and I look over at him in surprise. “We’re planning a coronation and trying to run a country. I’m depending on him to be here!”

I frown at him and shake my head a little. “Don’t be so unromantic, Dominic,” I scold. “They’re in love, they’re going to have a baby. Plus, Cora looked amazing in the wedding dresses today – I think I’m going to be able to talk her into that wedding. If they do that for us, why wouldn’t we let them have a few days away?”

“Did she say that she was going to do it?” he asks, raising his eyebrows at me.

“Nope!” I say, smiling as I start to type a reply on my phone. “She said to forget about it.”

“What!?”

“Don’t stress,” I say, laughing and glancing at him again. “I know her! I think she’s gonna say yes. We should move forward with the plans.”

Sinclair just groans and shakes his head, typing his own message out probably to his brother. I concentrate on my own.

That’s fine, Cora! Take whatever time you need. Don’t worry about the camps Isabel, Hank, and I can hold it down. Will fill you in whenever you get back хохо.

I smile to see that he is before curling up next to my mate, resting my head against his chest and giving

at

around me. “Okay well don’t yell at Cora,” I murmur, getting sleepy. “That’s my

it,”

“What is it?” I ask. Because I know him – I know that he’s exhausted, and that we both need to catch what sleep we

Sinclair is clearing his throat, wanting to talk about one last thing before

Something’s up.

me when I tell you what I have to say.” I sit up

getting suddenly anxious. “Right

my shoulder. But I just

until you tell

he says, his

“Dominic!”

closes his eyes for a second, steeling himself. ” Ella, we

“What!?” I gasp, appalled.

neighboring nations are coming,” he says quickly, “sending a delegation if not their royals themselves. It would be

putting out a finger to stop him. “Am I hearing you right? Not

growls, snapping his eyes open and swiping at my finger, knocking it away. “We had to extend the invitation – it would have been such an obvious act of

little aggression in their lives, and start to move away from Sinclair, kicking away the blankets. But before I can get far, I hear him snarl and then feel him wrap his arm

as Sinclair levers himself over me, swiftly gathering both of my wrists in one of his hands and lifting them over my head

up at him, angry. “What are

darkness in his eyes. “I’m starting to think that you need a

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