Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate

Chapter 457: Preparations

Ella

I jump almost out of my skin when Sinclair bangs through our bedroom door. I spin with the baby in my arms, my eyes wide. Sinclair’s clearly all worked up as he slams the door behind him, his eyes instantly fixed on me, looking me up and down.

“Why are you dressed like that?” he asks, his voice angry, though I can tell that he’s not mad at me he’s just worked up at what must have been a very stressful day.

“Like what?” I ask, looking down at myself. I’m wearing what I think is my most conservative dress – black, floor length with a little bit of a train behind me, with long sleeves and a crew neck that cuts across my collar bones, showing nothing beneath.

“Well, you look beautiful, Ella,” Sinclair bites out, glaring at me a little like it’s an accusation.

I blink at him for a moment, my eyebrows raising. “Is that a problem, Dominic?”

“Why are you all dressed up?” he growls, crossing to me.

“I just thought that I’d get ready, in case I am supposed to go to dinner – ”

“And you decided to wear that!?”

“Okay,” I say, keeping my voice calm and doing my very best to keep my own temper now, because my mate? He’s pushing it. I put one hand out, resting it against his chest. “All right, Dominic. I’m going to give you a minute now to rethink your words, and then we’ll start again.”

He narrows his eyes at me, not liking at all that I’m talking to him like a kindergartener. But I cock my head to the side, asking him to consider the irony that at this moment I need to talk to him like a kindergartener.

After a long moment he sighs and turns away from me, hanging his head and putting his hands on his hips. “I’m sorry,” he murmurs, pulling himself together. Then he drops his face in a hand. “It has been a long day, Ella.”

hand on his back, stroking up and down, wanting to bring him comfort. “Tell me,” I say, and

sorry, Dominic,” I say, looking up at

his head, looking down at me with his gorgeous green

going to take the blame on himself

bite my lip a little, considering. “Does this mean I’m

turning me around. I do as his hands tell me to, spinning so

he says, and I sigh in

I

turn, but my mate holds me still until he has the zipper all the way down to my ass. Then he starts to push at the

already sent word to the Prince, accepting in your stead.” A shiver passes

frowning at him even as he tries to stop me.

he says, gruff. “Don’t you have like, a dirty old sack you can wear? Or a saggy

step back from him, starting to pull my dress back on. ” Dominic! I’m not going to dinner with our enemy looking like a slob. This dress

at me. “Ella, I

a dismissive hand, “But

growls, stepping towards

laugh, as much as it turns me on. Because Sinclair – I like him like this. Maybe we should keep this Atalaxian

pull my

he says with a little sigh, taking the baby from me. “But take it off anyway. Just for a few

inside. When that’s done, Sinclair stands by the bed and raises a hand, beckoning me closer with his fingers in a way that gets me

as I start to

suit jacket and starts to unbutton his shirt. “Dominic, you haven’t had

revealing his broad, muscled chest. My mouth goes a little dry as his hands

it, Ella,” he commands, his voice low

at the dress,

the bed,” he orders, nodding to it, his voice brooking no

the bed. And then I slowly start to crawl across it, wearing nothing but my black pumps, and my panties, and my

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