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.

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

you did, Ella,” he snaps, his voice a low snarl. But he’s pissed – I can tell by the stiffness of his shoulders, the tense set of every

I mean, I’m not scared, not at all I didn’t do anything wrong to begin with, and he’d

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

you want me to do?” I ask, my voice perfectly calm.

want to go. I’m not only eager to make a connection with the only

of connection between Calvin and I and I’m dying to know what it

to tear this man apart for asking me to dinner – especially because Sinclair thinks that he’s into me or

his mind as well. But then he looses his breath and wraps an arm around my waist, pulling me close to him as he softly raises a hand to my cheek. “What do you want to

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?”

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

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

on

think about?” I ask softly, genuinely

answers, taking a deep sniff of my scent, apparently relishing it, “of ripping him to

from my mate. “Dominic,” I say, shaking my head at him, “it’s not a date

why didn’t he invite

growly!” I say, laughing. ” I’m nice to him, which is

snapping his teeth at me a little, “maybe you should be a little less nice to

it can against his with the baby in my arms. “First you tell me that you’d prefer I didn’t kill

my face and slipping it to my shoulder and then down my back, “you just stay in bed, all the time? Then no foreign princes will ever hit on you, and I’ll get a great deal more

love and desire down our bond. Sinclair growls in response and lowers

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

and lifts his face from mine, even though I’m still pressed