Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate

Ella

“You,” I breathe, staring at Sarah in awe as she begins to eagerly nod. But I just shake my head in wonder. “You were the one who warned us – who left us the note that told us that -“.

And my eyes instantly snap to Conner, standing a few feet away and watching us warily, Rafe sleeping in his arms.

Sarah’s eyes follow mine. “Is that him?” she whispers. “The little baby?”

“Is that the prince?” Jessica asks, sitting up eagerly in her bed. “Oh – I’ve heard so much about him-”

But I’m instantly on my feet, moving to Conner to take my child and turning my head to Theo as Conner transfers Rafe to my arms. “Call Sinclair – tell him we’re bringing someone home -two people. Prepare…whatever gets prepared. I don’t know. And – and record this ” I say, pointing to Jessica and Sarah. “I want him to see it. All of it.”

“Luna,” Theo says, frowning, “I can’t do both at once-”

“Figure it out!” I call over my shoulder, quickly moving around the bed to Sarah’s side, bringing the baby close so she and Jessica can see them.

“Yes,” I say, tears filling my eyes as I sit on the bed with Jessica on my left and Sarah, still in her bedside chair, on my right. I lean forward so they can both see Rafe sleeping between them.”

This is Rafe – this is the baby, the prince. And you saved him,” I say, shaking my head and staring between them. My voice shakes with the intensity of it – with how much I want them to know the impact they had, how grateful I am for their early warning

Because if if we hadn’t gotten that note –

If we hadn’t known –

Those men who came through my window it would have been a complete shock, and I never, ever would have been able to react in time. And Sinclair wouldn’t have been as wary may not even have been home –

And my baby would be gone – in Xander’s hands-

you everything,” I whisper to Sarah, the tears

me, clearly so, so happy to have helped to be able to finally meet me, and Rafe, and see the results of what

words make me laugh and I look back down at my sleeping baby. “Yeah, he’s my little meatball,” I say, “you should see

forward a little, letting her brush his cheek. As she touches him,

here?” Cora asks, suddenly standing behind Sarah, her eyes wide with surprise and worry. She had only stepped away for a few minutes, and suddenly everything

my sister and wiping at the tears on my cheeks. “She…well, she

asks, her

doorstep, the day after

figures out the true significance of this. “Oh my – oh my god.” Then

a little, clearly shy and not

turns to stare at me. “We have to

know,” I say, nodding eagerly. But then, seeing Sarah shrink away from us a little at Cora’s words, I reach out a hand to her, smiling at this new pair of sisters. “Would you like to come to the palace with us? As my guests? We can make you very comfortable there, and we want

sharply at me, narrowing her eyes a little and letting me know- without words that she

eye. “My mate

looking at Jessica,

immediately when I see Sarah flinch. Still, I persist, leaning forward. “I promise, Sarah – you will not be harmed, and we – we will do everything

looking between Cora and

softly. ” Though I very much hope you will trust me and say yes.

with Sarah and Jessica, talking softly with them for the next

the shoulder, I finally turn around. “We’re

think so,” I say, turning to Sarah

with me out of the tent, and out of the camp, and towards the cars that will take us

from this

in no uncertain terms – that Cora and I would be riding separately from the refugees. I had fought him on it, but he was stalwart, holding out the phone to me with the direct order from Sinclair written clearly in a

since no one would get into the cars until I agreed to the order, Sarah eventually gave me a soft touch on the elbow and told me that it was all right. Only then did I relent, though I’m still not happy

Cora murmurs as we pull