Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate

Chapter 421: Bath Time

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.

Sinclair immediately looks up at me from his casual position on the bed – looking down at his tablet, still

strapped sleeping to my chest. I put my hands on

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

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 of dusty dark brown grime that’s covering me

him the perfect Alpha King, clean-shaved and pressed – and me, a messy ball of dirt with crazy

of brown dust. “Oh my god!” I exclaim again, immediately

little dirt won’t hurt him,” Sinclair chuckles, reaching out to unstrap the baby from me.

if this is what we

him over to his little baby bath. “Hopefully all of the people

waking a little now that he’s away from the warmth of my body, starts to cry a

wondering if I should just take him and let him sleep dirty honestly, I can’t stand to hear him cry like that

murmurs, smirking at me and laying the baby down in his bath. “Let him cry a little for once he’s the happiest baby in the world, it doesn’t mean you’re

watching the little pieces of baby clothing disappear into the basket, “he’ll probably

and prepares to start bathing him. Rafe still fusses

the shower for myself. I continue talking to Sinclair as I climb into the hot stream, relishing the feel

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

Roger told me pretty much the

see his reaction, and Sinclair shoots me a little look

course I’m not mad,

and turning away to rinse the shampoo from my hair. “That’s not what I mean I know that you’d never be mad at them for wanting a different kind of mating ceremony. But…does it mess up your plans

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