Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate

Ella

“Ella!” Cora shouts from the closet, her voice a little frantic. “Ella, help! Please!”

I turn quickly towards the closet, a biscuit and a cup of coffee in each of my hands and Rafe strapped to my chest in his little carrier. “What’s wrong?” I call as I hurry towards her.

But I see the problem immediately as I come to the door, with Cora wrapped up in yards of fabric and one of the stylists tugging fervently at the buttons which close the back.

“It doesn’t fit,” Cora says, her face worried.

“What?” I say, my eyes going a little wide. “But we did a fitting two days ago did you -”

“I guess I got bigger,” Cora sighs, looking down at the little baby bump that makes me so happy to see. “I don’t know – it would be a ridiculous thing to consider with a human baby, but with the way these wolves grow? In leaps and bounds?” She looks back up at me, shaking her head. “I’m sorry Ella what the hell are we going to do?”

“We’re going to use the back-up dress,” I say, grinning widely and shoving the rest of the cookie in my mouth while I put my coffee down on a shelf. Then I move for a big white box I’ve kept secretly in the corner under a pile of other big white boxes.

“Oh, thank god,” the stylist murmurs under her breath, making me laugh.

“Can you call the seamstresses?” I say to the second stylist, who nods and steps away to place a call on her phone. “We might need some last-minute alterations.”

“I can’t believe you planned all this, Ella,” Cora sighs as I take the top off the box and reveal an identical wedding gown, just one size larger. “How…how did you even have the foresight to see this coming?”

wolf pregnancy too!” I say, lifting the dress out and carrying it over. “I remember how unpredictable it is.

strip off the first wedding dress as I hang up her second and begin to steam it. “This is….slightly less stressful than that.

and glancing over my shoulder at her. “So,” I say, eager.

says, her voice high and

gasp a little and turn fully to her now. “You’re

laughing and shaking her head at me as she steps fully out of the dress and the stylist takes it away. ” You know that none of this has

my sister, the steamer still in my hand. “Don’t be anxious, Cora. It’s going

at me before dipping her head to kiss Rafe on his. He burbles up at her, happily kicking his legs, making her laugh. “You’re more comfortable in the limelight than me, sis,” she says with a smile. “The way you handled

the coronation! I ran backwards!

she says, raising her eyebrows at me with a smile.

“you just be perfectly you! And it

her arms across her chest. ” Actually, do you have a robe

letting out a

get back to work. But even as I point to the robe hanging up in a corner of the closet and Cora dashes over to pull it on, I

feeling it’s going to

was a little hesitant about the choice because I didn’t want everything to look the same, and like we couldn’t make something special for Cora and Roger, but…well, it’s the biggest space we’ve got,

tuxedo with a white jacket. To my chagrin, he wouldn’t consent to wear his little crown today – kept taking it off his head – but…well, I suppose that’s all right. “It’s incredible, Dominic – it’s

he laughs, looking around, “when you planned

with my hair. We decided