Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate

Chapter 447: Reception

Ella

Cora and Roger’s reception goes late into the night, which is just fine by me because for the first time this week? Sinclair and I haven’t been the focus of the attention, and we just get to party.

I mean, that’s not completely true. We’re still the King and the Queen of our nation and we can’t ignore our duties entirely. But it’s much, much easier when Cora and Roger are the ones who work their way around the room, greeting all of their guests and thanking them for their attendance.

I smile as I sip at my soda during a break in the dancing, watching as Roger holds Cora close to his side as they chat to some people I don’t know old friends of Cora’s from med school, I think.

“He hasn’t kept his hands off her all night,” Sinclair says, laughing a little. I grin up at him. “Look who’s talking,” I say, glancing down at his own arm wrapped firmly around me.

“What can I say,” he murmurs, grinning down at me. “You’re very touchable.”

Rafe, resting sleepily against my chest, gives a little squeak that makes us laugh.

“Don’t worry, baby,” Sinclair says, lowering his head to kiss Rafe’s soft hair. “You’re very cute too, I haven’t forgotten.”

Rafe grumbles a little but relaxes, his eyes drifting closed against me.

“I don’t think he’s going to make it much longer,” I say with a sigh, considering my little baby. “Do you think the party will miss me too much if I bow out early?”

will miss its most beautiful guest, surely,” Sinclair says, and I roll my eyes a little at his flattery, “but I’m sure everyone will forgive. And Cora

my sister across the room. She hasn’t stopped smiling since we walked down the aisle. “She’s having a good time – like I knew she would. Cora always thinks she doesn’t want

me considering my escape, but then I

it?” I ask,

he murmurs, his eyes on the far side

Atalaxians.”

he came to say hello and to congratulate Cora, but he’s the only Atalaxian that I can even begin to say I

reception in

he still there?” I ask, trying to stand on my tiptoes

I am. Xander hasn’t tried to talk to us tonight hasn’t even attempted to give his congratulations –

a little worry twisting inside me. I glance at

shouting breaks out from that corner of the

up with his long strides, almost running, and Rafe wakes up against me with an upset little squeal. I send

his voice loud as he steps into the middle of a large group of people. My mate keeps his hand around mine though I stand

immediately see the problem, and I am not at all surprised that my uncle is at the center of

men, looking chic if rigid in their tuxedos, bristle as they frown at a

I’m sorry,” she says, her voice clearly upset and confused. “We – the girls were hoping to have more of the candy,” she says, looking up at Sinclair and trying to explain, clearly thinking herself in

that…this table hadn’t eaten theirs,” she continues, her

uncle growls, looking down at the woman and her children

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