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

pack business, and it was well

with the pups. We were never able to prove it, but we always suspected

was political. King Xavier was on the

next in line. All the politics that are playing out

under way back then.”

– the current one,

potent now

baddest wolf

back. And the worse thing is that you’re so hard to

of taking you on directly, that they go after

“It might not be as effective as killing you, but Alphas who lose

pups rarely recover fully.”

pauses to nuzzle my neck and caress my

and I are safe. “It could have been anyone, but I

the current king – my father was younger and not

yet to rule, but it was clear he would be soon. Xavier didn’t have

still had a lot of time left to try and make

wall. My father was too strong and

then it wasn’t

wasn’t some tragic accident, it was murder.”

still

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

long time

Dominic, there’s nothing to forgive.” I

enough to look into

came down to me or Rafe, I would

ever want him to think that

himself”

tucks my head under his chin, stroking my spine. “It’s

know.”

to be comforting you.” I complain.

failing to wriggle free.

lies – the rat. “It comforts me just holding you this

you

you today?” I ask him softly, hoping to help

became exactly the man

lost sight of what matters most, even when the

lead with love instead of fear, and you don’t

strength with cruelty.”

flattering me.” Sinclair rumbles

when

a scheming gold digger?”

yes, I’m sure that would have made my mother very proud.” Sinclair

you owned

hurting, your first instinct

being so shocked, because

you held me more gently and with

my entire

“You make me sound like my father,

think of him. He could go from being

blink of an

I confirm. “I wish you could see yourself the way

pump up your ego – which, for

because it’s already big enough.” I quip, yelping when Sinclair pinches

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