Surrogate For Alpha Dom

Chapter 115

Ella

Tears are streaming down Sinclair’s face as he relives his Mother’s death, and I’m

doing my best not to burst into outright sobs. My heart aches for the little boy he once

was, and for the burden he obviously still carries today. Hearing this story, I

understand that his last conversation with his mother had truly stayed with him over

the years, shaping him into the man before me now.

“Afterwards, I leaned that she’d gotten Roger out of the house only to realize that I

wasn’t there.”

Sinclair Continues, wiping his eyes. “She ran back in to get me, even though the

guards tried to stop her.” Sinclair relates, “So you see, that’s why Roger always

blamed me… he wasn’t wrong. If I’d listened to her the first time, if I’d gone outside

when she told me to, she would still be alive now.”

“But Pancake wouldn’t.” I remind him thickly.

The corners of his mouth quirk up, “It was almost thirty years ago, baby. Pancake is

long gone.”

“You know what I mean” I chide him. “And your mother understood because you were

doing exactly what she was trying to teach you – to protect those more vulnerable

than yourself.”

“I know.” He confesses. “I spent years in therapy,

Just trying to come to terms with the fact that it was her choice. I was a child and

couldn’t have understood the danger, and she didn’t have to come after me.”

“But she was your mother, it wasn’t even a question for her.” I murmur, twining my

limbs with his so he can feel my solid weight in his arms. “She wanted you to live

much more than she cared about her own survival.”

He nods wordlessly, his eyes still distant, as if he hasn’t truly returned to the present.

“I understand that, but sometimes I still think that if it wasn’t for me, she never would

have needed to make a choice in the first place. My decision that day took her from

Dad and Roger and the pack.”

“Did you ever find out how the fire started?” I ask softly, running my fingers through

the dark, thick locks of his hair.

“In the weeks after the fire, it became clear that it was arson.” Sinclair explains

and it was well known that

with the pups. We were never able

was on the throne then,

in line. All the politics that are

under way back then.”

– the current one, I mean?”

less potent now that we’ve

wolf around is

And the worse thing is that you’re so hard to kill and

so afraid of taking you on directly, that they go after your family instead.”

as effective as killing you, but Alphas who

pups rarely recover fully.”

caress my belly, as if

have been anyone, but I

suspect than the current king – my father was younger and not

it was clear he would be soon. Xavier didn’t

a lot of time left to try and make them, I think the writing

was

arson then it wasn’t

or whoever was responsible. It wasn’t some tragic accident, it

the guilt still dominating

down at me tenderly. “You don’t have to worry, Ella. I’m okay –

a long

nothing to forgive.” I insist, near

into his emerald eyes. “I

down to me or Rafe, I would choose him every time – even tiny

him to think that my sacrifice

himself”

chin, stroking my spine. “It’s okay, little wolf.

know.”

supposed to be comforting

failing to wriggle free.

Sinclair lies – the rat. “It comforts me just

to change tactics. “Do you have any idea how

you today?” I ask him

with complete honestly. “You became exactly the man she

sight of what matters most, even when the whole world

with love instead of fear, and you don’t

strength with cruelty.”

flattering me.”

remember when we first

a scheming gold digger?”

sure that would have made my

realized you were wrong, you

you saw I was hurting, your first instinct

even think about it. I remember being so

you held me more gently and with more compassion

my

pleased purr vibrates beneath my hands. “You make me sound

how I used to think of him. He could

blink of

could see yourself the way I do,

pump up your

I quip, yelping when Sinclair pinches my

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