Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate

Ella

I snatch the note out of my mate’s hand, muttering “he’s not my prince,” but no one really acknowledges the words as I tear the envelope open and eagerly read the short letter inside. When I see what it says, my eyebrows arch almost to my hairline.

“What is it?” Cora asks, leaning eagerly forward.

“He wants to…go to dinner,” I say, frowning a little.

“Dinner,” Sinclair says, frowning and sliding his hands into his pockets. ”

Why on earth would he want that? We have three more dinners with the Atalaxians scheduled over the next few nights, he could go to any one of those

“No, Dominic,” I say softly, looking up at him. “The note is only addressed to me.”

My mate goes still as my words, and their implications, sink in. And then his face goes dark.

“Okay!” Roger says in too-cheerful tones, wrapping his hands around Cora’s arms as he stands up, dragging her with him. “Time for us to go! It’s been a pleasure, Dom – we’ll see you later – ”

“What?” Cora gasps, fumbling to her feet and looking between Roger and me. “No, I want to stay!”

“Nope!” he says, moving her hastily for the door. “We’re out of here!”

“Roger, I’m in pajamas – ”

“If you don’t kill anyone, Cora, no one will care what you’re wearing -”

My eyes follow my protesting sister as Roger pulls her from the room, shutting the door behind them. And then my eyes snap up to my mate who glowers silently down at me, the only sounds in the room our little baby happily cooing next to us.

know I didn’t do this, Dominic,” I say, my voice stern as

low snarl. But he’s pissed – I can tell by the stiffness

move slowly, not wanting to set him off. I mean, I’m not scared, not at all I didn’t do anything wrong to begin with, and he’d never

calmly, I reach for the baby and gather him close to my chest before standing up

do you want me to do?” I

to myself? I want to go. I’m not only eager to make a connection with the only Atalaxian who

some kind of connection between Calvin and I and I’m dying to know what it is. I want

And he is about ready to tear this man apart for asking me to dinner – especially because Sinclair thinks that he’s into me

my face, I can tell all of these thoughts are rushing through his mind as well. But then he looses his breath and wraps an arm around my waist, pulling me close

easily. “I am your Queen, Dominic,” I say quietly. “I am done taking things into my own hands for now. If you want me to go, and to see what I can do to make a connection with Atalaxia, or if I can learn anything new from him, I’ll do it. But if you want me to stay?” I shrug.

can’t help but smile a little. I like it when he’s possessive like this. Warmth coils

moves his thumb to my mouth, tracing the line of my lower lip with the edge of

on it,” he

to think about?” I ask

sniff of my scent, apparently relishing it, “of ripping him to

little smile from my mate. “Dominic,” I say,

didn’t he invite

time you talk to him you get all growly!” I say, laughing. ” I’m

little,

at him, stepping closer to that my body lines as flush as it can against his with the baby in my arms. “First you tell me that you’d prefer I didn’t kill the enemies, now you’re

he murmurs, moving his hand from my face and slipping it to my shoulder and then down my back, “you just stay

desire down our bond. Sinclair growls in response and lowers his mouth to mine, kissing me roughly, claiming me

kiss deepens and I’m a little frantic suddenly, wondering how to simultaneously get the baby to his crib while

his face from mine, even though I’m still