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.

that he is before curling up next to my mate,

you yell at

and wrapping his arm around me. “Okay well don’t yell at Cora,” I murmur, getting

it,” he

I open my eyes, surprised, before looking up at him. “What is it?” I ask. Because I know him – I know that he’s exhausted, and that we both need to catch what sleep

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

Something’s up.

I tell you

demand, getting suddenly anxious.

I just shake my head at him,

you

his voice

“Dominic!”

he closes his eyes for a second, steeling

“What!?” I gasp, appalled.

a delegation if not their royals themselves. It would be an incredible insult not to invite the Atalaxians as

you right? Not only are they coming, but you invited those bigots!? Into our

finger, knocking it away. “We had to extend

move away from Sinclair, kicking away the blankets. But before I can get far, I hear him snarl and

in one of his hands and lifting

him,

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

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