Surrogate For Alpha Dom

Ella

My nightmares were worse than ever before the night after my second session with Leon, and I wake thrashing in my nest, with Phil!ppe hovering above me, shaking me vigorously. I shriek and recoil, and he backs away from me with his hands outstretched in apology. “It’s okay, I’m sorry.” He breathes, ‘I didn’t know how else to wake you.”

I gulp in a few gasps of air, trying to calm my racing heart. Rafe sends flashes of concern through our bond, and I immediately grab my phone, turning on the recording of Sinclair’s purrs.

This is getting out of hand, Ella.” Phil!ppe scolds, still standing over the bed.

I’ve got it under control.” I insist.

“You don’t.” He cuts, and I can’t, in good conscience, let this continue.”

(You’re my personal guard, Phil!ppe.” I remind him in the sternest voice I can summon, “It’s a very intimate relationship and there has to be trust between us. You hear everything I do, everything I say – whether I’m sick to my stomach or on the phone with my mate. This is a private matter which you are only privy to because of your position and I have to be able to trust you won’t betray my privacy, otherwise this arrangement won’t work”

I may be your personal guard, but I still answer to the Alpha and he wouldn’t approve of this.”

Phil!ppe counters, crossing his arms over his c.hest.

“You also agreed to help us with the hypnosis behind his back.” I remind him, Now do you want to tell him that I ordered you not to say a word about any of it and you obeyed out of respect for our relationship, or do you want to tell him you were fine with being disloyal to him only until you had reason to be disloyal to me?”

Phil!ppe narrows his eyes, I don’t like you very much right now.

‘Right back at you.” I respond, clambering to my feet. “But I appreciate your honesty.”

He growls as I move towards the door. “Where are you going?”

To find someone cuddlier than you.” I toss back over my shoulder, pulling on my robe and feeling thankful that I’d gone against Sinclair’s wishes and continued wearing pajamas while he’s away. Of course, I know he’ll be disappointed that I missed another dream date, but when I get lost in my night terrors, there’s no way to find him. I pad through the halls to Cora’s bedroom, not bothering to tap on the door before entering.

She stirs as I climb into bed with her, m0aning sleepily, Ella?”

“Can I sleep with you?” I ask, snuggling up to her and sighing as her arms come around me.

course,” She agrees without

I’m surprised you don’t want to be

“I just want to

She guesses, only too familiar with the phenomenon. I nod pitifully, and she takes me by the hand,

and a bleary-eyed Cora leads me back to

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she directs me back into my own bed and climbs in with me, and she doesn’t

murmur against her

out of the corner

is nice.” Cora replies softly. “I mean I’m not happy you’re having nightmares, I just like being the

me all the time.”

this.” She murmurs, “You were always the one to Scare away the monsters in our closet.

well, the monsters aren’t staying in

exasperation in her voice. “You don’t always have to be such a martyr, Ella. Suffering in silence doesn’t help anyone, least

enjoy playing the

the reason.” She answers apologetically, “but whatever your motives, you do have a habit of hogging all the worst things in life for yourself.

which tells me that she doesn’t resent me for it, at least, not the way she

my job to hog the

care of you.” I suspect Cora has done a lot of thinking since our fight earlier this year, because rather than accusing me of making her weak by coddling her, she’s admitting that those feelings came from a place

that you were older. I’m a wolf.”

you age in dog

…

to survive things you couldn’t ….I don’t add that I may have been destined to as well, the way things have been

Cora declares, surprising me. “Do

then all I knew was that I couldn’t stand to see the people I love hurt…

bad thing to be selfish sometimes, Elle, to put yourself first every now and

selfish lately.” I confess, thinking of my behavior with Sinclair, and even my thoughtlessness about the human impact of our war, my failure to see how this tumult was

at my b.rattiest or most needy, he guided me through it all with utter patience. But I think the time for that has passed.” I conclude, clamping my eyes shut. “I have a baby on the way, and an entire pack looking to me as a