Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate

Ella

“Cora,” I scold, frowning, “you know I don’t’ feel that way – ”

“Well I know you’d never say it,” she protests, sighing. “But I do get that this union between a wolf and a human that, symbolically, it’s important. And even if you’re not disappointed that it could be…disappointing.”

“I want you to have the mating ceremony you want, Cora,” I reply, steady in my truth here. “Especially in the case of something as important as this.” I give her hand a little squeeze before pulling mine away. “But if you’d like to consider a middle path…maybe you could let me show you what I was thinking?”

She turns her head to look up at me, surprised. “You’ve been…planning?”

“Just a little,” I say, unable to keep the eagerness out of my voice. “Just late at night when Sinclair is asleep and I can’t sleep, or I get up to feed Rafe – ”

“You’ve been loosing sleep over this!?”

“No!” I protest, but then I hesitate. ” Well, not much.”

“Ella!”

“Just – can I show you what I was thinking!?” I plead, “sister to sister!? And then, if you hate it, you can say no.” A wide grin comes to my face then. “But I think you’re going to like it.”

Cora gives a big sigh, leaning back into her seat and closing her eyes. ” Fine, Ella,” she says. “But this is not a yes.”

“I didn’t think it was!” I say, newly excited. Because honestly…it’s gorgeous, and I can’t wait to show her my plans.

from his casual position on the

strapped sleeping to my chest. I put my hands on my

and standing up from the bed. Then he slips his hands into his pockets and smirks as he looks me up and down. “I just didn’t realize I was mated to someone who spends their days toiling in the mines, is

Sinclair, laughing, nods towards the bathroom. Both irritated and interested at once, I hurry in and gasp when I see myself in the mirror. “Oh my god,” I murmur, leaning in to get a good look at the very real layer

I groan when I see our contrast in the mirror – him the perfect Alpha King, clean-shaved and pressed – and me, a messy ball of

when my eyes light on little Rafe, who is likewise covered in a light layer of brown dust. “Oh my god!” I exclaim again, immediately beginning to ruffle his hair and moaning as a little puff of dust explodes into

out to unstrap the baby from

murmur, helping him take the baby from my arms. “Honestly, if this

carries him over to his little baby bath. “Hopefully all of the people will be out of those terrible camps and in better situation in

that he’s away from the warmth of my body, starts

out to him. I hesitate, wondering if I should just take him and let him sleep dirty honestly, I can’t stand to

cry a little for once he’s the happiest baby in the world, it doesn’t mean you’re doing anything wrong.” Then, as I begin to strip out of my clothes, Sinclair takes off Rafe’s little outfit as well,

watching the little pieces of baby clothing disappear into the basket, “he’ll probably be too big to wear those by the time they’re clean.

Sinclair says, tickling Rafe’s naked belly, proud, as he turns on the warm water and prepares to

is, seeing them together, before I turn and start the water in the shower for myself. I

wedding,” I call over my shoulder, starting to shampoo my hair. “I don’t think she’s into it, Dominic.

” But yeah, Roger told me pretty much the same

I ask, turning to see his reaction, and Sinclair shoots me

not

my hair. “That’s not what I mean I know that you’d never be mad at them