Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate

Chapter 437: Be Careful, Little Mate

Ella

“I don’t think we’ve met,” Sinclair says, looking Calvin up and down, his voice low and dangerous.

“Not personally, no,” Calvin says, and I watch him, a little surprised to see that he has regained his composure faster than me. He again executes his sharp little bow, showing obeisance to Sinclair, the kind of gesture one Royal gives to another. “I am Prince Calvin, of Atalaxia. And, despite the uncouth gesture that my party made this morning, I hope you will believe me when I say that I am very pleased to be here and eager to build a good relationship between our nations.”

Sinclair raises his eyebrows in surprise, looking for a long moment at the Prince and then down at me, ”

Well,” Sinclair says, his words careful and measured. “It is good to hear you say that. After the events of the morning we were convinced that peace was not a priority for you.”

Clavin sighs and glances over his shoulder, to where the rest of his delegation are speaking quietly with a group of people I don’t know. ” Honestly highness,” he says, his voice low as if he’s seeking not to be overheard, “for many of them? It is not. But I hope that over the next few days I can convince you that you have at least one ally over this border.”

Slowly, Sinclair nods, pulling me closer to his side. “I look forward to being convinced,” my mate says evenly, still studying this strange Prince.

Clavin bows again to both of us, realizing that this interview is over. “A pleasure, your highnesses,” he murmurs, beginning to turn away.

“Ella,” I call – and I surprise myself to hear my name fall from my mouth.

Calvin turns back to us, slow, likewise surprised.

“Please,” I continue, “call me Ella.”

The Prince hesitates for a moment, flicking his eyes to Sinclair, but then he bows to me more deeply than he’s done before. “It will be a pleasure, Ella.”

And then he turns away.

I press myself closer to Sinclair’s side now, a little unnerved.

“What the hell was that,” Sinclair asks, his voice baffled but not at all angry at least not with me. I look up at him, slowly shaking my head. “I honestly don’t know,” I whisper.

what I

it was…something. Something real,

to see, are already making their way back into the room through the main door – I find my eyes

and what

to bed late that night, after hours of chat with delegates from other countries. Honestly, even though all we did was stand around chatting, it feels like I’ve run a

my sweet baby in his little crib, giving him a kiss on the head before flopping fully-dressed onto my own

he says,shaking his head, “up. Come on.

do what I want,” I mutter, turning stubbornly

harder now, coming close and slipping my shoes off my feet, which makes me moan a little with pleasure to feel them released. Sinclair, intuiting how good it feels, sits on the edge of the bed and takes

moan again, louder

you make that noise,” he murmurs, his voice low, hungry. I open an eye and glance at him because honestly, even though I’m exhausted, when my

begins to pool

like it when you make me make that

my foot and crawls over me until his body stretches above mine, holding his weight on his elbows to avoid crushing me completely. I take a deep, contented breath and turn onto my back, lifting my

taking a deep breath of my scent before pressing determined kisses to my

murmurs, letting himself fall to the side and pulling me with him so that I’m pressed warm against him, stomach

“I didn’t even know half of the nations that those delegates were

me, ensuring that I see and hear him. “You were perfectly yourself, Ella very charming. No one holds your lack of knowledge against you – they’re aware of your story. They love that you’re a real person who cares about her people – not some born-and-

hands faltering a little on their path lower. “But doesn’t that make me…a bit of a

eyes and exhaling deeply when my hands continue their path, slowly unbuckling his belt. “It

laugh softly. “If you say so,

and begin to start on the button

that,” he says, and I look up to sees eyes on me now. “Earlier – with the Atalaxian

pulling my hands away. ” Are you

mad?” he asks, frowning,

was talking to him,” I say quietly, “by myself. When we sort of agreed

cornered you, though, didn’t he? Didn’t

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