Surrogate For Alpha Dom

Chapter 233

Ella

I clutch my belly in shock, whirling around to locate Sinclair. He’s leaning in the doorway of our bedroom, his powerful arms crossed over his chest. Sinclair’s glowing green eyes pierce straight through me, a foreboding expression on his handsome face as he waits for my answer.

“Nowhere.” I squeak, too surprised to think clearly.

Sinclair rumbles wordlessly and prowls forward, catching my nape in his strong hand. “You told me you were coming back here after dinner, but you were clearly somewhere else, trouble. The question is whether you meant to come back and got sidetracked, or if you lied to me?”

He tilts my head back so I’m forced to look up at him, and though he’s wearing his most intimidating expression, my inner wolf only swoons. She flops onto her back and rubs herself against the ground, attempting to entice her mate. I can feel Sinclair’s wolf fighting the urge to give in, reasserting his disapproval through our bond. The massive creature towers above my wolf in our minds’ eye, his canine features hungry, fierce and utterly irresistible.

Sinclair’s free hand travels across my waist and settles over my navel. The baby kicks in excitement, sharing the elated emotions and silliness he’d been feeling through our bond when I was scheming with Roger. For a split second, I think Sinclair might be fighting a smile, “Have you been making mischief, little wolf.”

“Of course not.” I promise, sliding my arms around his neck and rising onto my tip toes for a kiss, “I wouldn’t even know how.”

Sinclair chuckles darkly, claiming my lips for an extended interlude that sparks fire in my veins. “Don’t make me ask Philippe where you’ve been, little wolf.” He warns when we part, “it will only make things worse.”

“I just went to see Roger.” I shrug, batting my lashes and trying to look innocent, “I’m sorry if I worried you.”

“Thank you. But you didn’t answer my question, Ella.” Sinclair responds, running his palm over the curve of my bottom and squeezing, hitching me closer.

gnaw on my lower lip. “Well I was planning on coming

the special spot, turning my insides

I give him a beseeching look as he raises his head again, already knowing I’m fighting a losing battle, “just an omission.” Sinclair arches a devastatingly dubious brow, and I sigh. “Fine, we wanted to make Kieran pay for being such a jerk to Cora. It was our

Sinclair looks genuinely wary,

up at him from beneath my lashes, only to find him beaming down at me. He

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his words, his tone is pure affection. “I was worried when you weren’t here, and besides your fights are my

nod, “I’m sorry, I

his arms. “And we’ll talk more about that later, but for

you rather do something else?” I lean forward to kiss my way up his jaw, catching his earlobe between my

growls with longing, but he holds firm. “We have plenty of time for that, trouble.” He answers, settling on the couch with me in his

head against his shoulder. “I mean

not to.” He explains, “It wasn’t just glowing. When you spoke it was like… I don’t know, the only thing I can compare it to is casting a

you mean?” I inquire, not sure I like

me, but it isn’t for other wolves – especially not Alpha’s of this caliber. Your

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