Surrogate For Alpha Dom

Chapter 116

Ella

Hugo, Sinclair and I are all staring at the television with wide eyes and slack jaws,

unable to process the images flitting across the screen. It seems like every time we

manage to take a few steps forward, Lydia and the Prince find a way to send us

reeling back – and this is no exception.

“This doesn’t make any sense.” Hugo expresses, obviously overwhelmed. “Why would

he risk losing the pack’s sympathy by parading around another Woman so soon after

his wife’s death?”

“Trust me, Hugo – Damon isn’t the one calling the shots here. This is all Lydia.”

Sinclair states gruffly. “She’s going to force her way onto the throne one way or

another. Right now she’s playing the doting friend, but mark my words, by the time the

election ends she’ll be in his bed.”

“How bad is this?’ I ask, looking up at Sinclair’s handsome face, “Does she have

information that could hurt you?”

Sinclair Squeezes my shoulders, “She knows some secrets.” He relates, “but luckily

nothing I could imagine as a smoking gun. In fact most of what she knows would be

more harmful to the Prince things like my father’s attack, Things the public believes

were accidents but our private investigators proved malicious.” His mouth flattens into

a hard line. “The real danger is that she knows how we think, how we operate. Not to

mention that the Prince doesn’t have more than two brain cells to rub together, but

Lydia has plenty.”

“So what do we do?” I ask anxiously, my head replaying the news reel over and over

again. “My bed rest isn’t common knowledge, and they’re making it sound like my

absence from the public eye is suspicious. Do we tell everyone about my condition?

Or do we make an appearance?”

“I’m afraid making an appearance might play right into their hands. This could be

some sort of attempt to lure us out of hiding.” Hugo advises, looking very grim indeed.

In the distance I hear the front door open and close – a fact which comes as quite a

surprise, since my hearing has never been so sharp before.

Wheels roll over the door jam, and then Henry’s voice floats up toward us, “Good

Morning!”

“Henry!” I exclaim, both taken aback yet unsurprised we stayed in bed so long.

Sinclair’s father has been coming over almost every day since we agreed to be

invalids together, and he’s been an invaluable help, since I learned my true identity.

some loungewear and disappear into the restroom to change.

is too deeply ingrained to allow me to strut

Sinclair does – and I’m definitely not changing in front of

dressed, though

downstairs together, Sinclair carrying me despite my

and more every day, but it isn’t enough

around the breakfast table, the

serious voices, and

begin to understand. It’s not that

of my depth.

asks, turning his blazing emerald

going around in circles for more

to this

my lower lip thoughtfully, trying to ignore the flash of emotion

Releasing my swollen

husband?I mean the Princess

Alpha, right?” I clarify.

he in all this? Even if he doesn’t want her anymore, it must make

gallivanting around another territory with another

good point.” Henry praises, maintaining a

not giving out false compliments.

this the

understand their motivations,

without

expecting some sort of countermove to

to spin ourselves out

them – where

the pack by rustling up her husband

nods approvingly.

hand in support, but when I look

think it’s the

situation just

“You don’t need to convene a

you this is all fucked six

I mean, I feel like I’m

replies drying. “Therę’s something bothering me and I just can’t

on it.”

beginning that Princess Angeline’s death

scheme.” I

Prince is too unimaginative to have

almost imperceptibly, and then he clenches them

into a fist and swearing

isn’t too unimaginative?”

faces.

supplies easily. “And while Prince Damon might have seen his mate

more than a trophy, he’s not the type to impulsively

any reservations about

of the way.”

saying what I think you are?” I gape, both

to believe

what other explanation

and pacing back and forth behind the dining table. “If the Prince had

question it. And

make the case for rogues

Damon. But poison? That’s a

scheme you would

spun the details in a

Damon looking sympathetic.”

it

was planned, then

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