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.

the restroom to

too deeply ingrained to allow

definitely

is also dressed, though much

downstairs together, Sinclair carrying me despite my protests.

more and more every day, but it

yet. We all gather around the breakfast table,

and

can’t begin to understand. It’s not that they exclude me, I just feel

of my depth.

you think, Ella?” Sinclair asks, turning his blazing emerald

around in circles for more than half an hour, debating how

to

lower lip thoughtfully, trying to ignore

nervous habit. Releasing my swollen lip, I sigh, “Do

mean

to some other Alpha, right?” I clarify. When the men

all this? Even if he doesn’t want her

for her to be gallivanting around another territory with

good point.” Henry praises, maintaining a

not giving out false compliments. “Maybe we’ve

the

their motivations,

respond without

some sort of countermove to challenge

ourselves out of the hot seat and

them –

and distract the pack

approvingly. “Good idea,

but when I look

like it. I think

this entire situation

not.” Hugo scoffs, “You don’t need to convene a

is all fucked six

I feel like I’m

me

on it.”

from the beginning that Princess

political scheme.” I contribute

too unimaginative to have orchestrated.”

eyes widen almost imperceptibly, and then he clenches them shut,

fist and swearing up a

who isn’t too unimaginative?” Sinclair

faces.

Prince Damon might

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

But Lydia wouldn’t have any reservations about getting the

of the way.”

are?”

to believe my

it seems, what other explanation do we have?”

feet and pacing back and forth behind the

I wouldn’t question it. And if

attack, you could make the case for

Damon. But poison? That’s a woman’s

scheme you would

her death and spun the details in a way

Damon looking sympathetic.”

“Instead it just

Sinclair confirms. “If it was planned, then why

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