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

never able

political. King Xavier was on the

line. All the politics that are playing out today

under way back then.”

the King – the current one, I mean?”

now that

with being the biggest and baddest wolf around is that it puts a

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

of taking you on directly, that they go

might not be as effective as killing

pups rarely recover fully.”

nuzzle my neck and caress

and I are safe. “It could have been anyone, but I actually think Xavier is

suspect than the current king – my father was younger and

it was clear he would

left to try and make them, I think the

My father was too strong and too well

then it wasn’t your decision that took your

wasn’t some tragic

the guilt still dominating my

“You don’t have to

long

I insist, near tears

back far enough to look into his emerald eyes. “I can tell

if it came down to me or Rafe, I would choose

him to think that my sacrifice wasn’t worth it, or to

himself”

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

know.”

me! I’m supposed to be comforting you.” I complain. Trying

failing to wriggle free.

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

decide to change tactics. “Do you

she could see you today?” I

speaking with complete honestly. “You became exactly the man she hoped

of what matters most, even when the whole world

you. You lead with love instead of fear, and

strength with cruelty.”

you’re just flattering me.” Sinclair rumbles with

you remember when we first

a scheming gold digger?”

that would have made

you owned up to your mistake.” I

saw I was hurting, your first

I remember being so shocked,

me more gently and with more compassion

my entire

vibrates beneath my hands. “You

of him. He could

of an

wish you could see yourself the way I do,

not just trying to pump up your ego

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

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