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.

I

it was…something. Something real,

find our way to Roger’s side – Cora and Rafe, I smile to see, are already making their way back into the room through the main door

and what he could

from other countries. Honestly, even

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

his head, “up. Come on. You can’t fall

do what I want,” I mutter, turning stubbornly

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 one of my feet in

again, louder this

make that noise,” he murmurs, his voice low, hungry. I open an eye and glance at him because

already begins to

it when you make me make that noise,” I

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 hands to pull his tuxedo shirt out of his pants and then slip my

deepens and he lowers himself, taking a deep breath of my scent before pressing determined kisses to my neck, my shoulders, my chest –

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

I laugh, pressing my hips close to his, wanting to feel him tight against me. “I didn’t even know half of the nations that those delegates were

No one holds your lack of knowledge against you – they’re aware of your story. They love that you’re

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

when my hands continue their path, slowly unbuckling his

right,” I laugh softly. “If you say so, Dominic. You

I get his belt undone and begin to start on the button of his pants

look up to sees eyes on me now. “Earlier – with the

bite my lip, pulling my hands away.

mad?” he asks, frowning, a little

quietly, “by myself. When we sort of agreed

you, though, didn’t he? Didn’t

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