Surrogate For Alpha Dom

Chapter 300

A Brotherhood of Wolves

Sinclair

I move quickly through the paperwork that the priestess gives us, half of my attention on Ella and Cora across the room. Rafe isn’t hungry yet I know this for sure, and I know that Ella knows too. He ate on the way here, in the car.

So, what he hell is she up

to?

I hand the paperwork back to the priestess, who gives us a warm smile and tells me she’s looking forward to seeing us on the night of the full moon. Roger and I murmur our polite goodbyes and then we both turn our attention back to the sisters.

“What’s going on over there,” Roger asks, watching them with his arms crossed.

I take a moment to look him over. His body is tense, his brow low with worry. “Why don’t you tell me?” I say quietly, my voice low and a little frustrated.

My brother snaps his head back to me, frowning. “What?”

“Come on, Roger,” I respond, shaking my head. “Don’t pretend they’re not talking about you.”

“Me?!” he says, aghast. “What did I do?” But towards the end of his sentence, his eyes flick to the floor. Guilty.

“What’s even going on with you two?” I ask, sighing, not really wanting to have the conversation but feeling pressed to it now if it’s disrupting our plans for our child’s dedication. It’s an important day – I want it to go smoothly, undisturbed by this drama.

“That’s Ella,” Roger murmurs, shaking his head, “speaking through you. You don’t actually care what’s going on between us.”

has brought this…issue to my attention. More

he asks, confused, spinning

my nose between my thumb and forefinger. “A

“Codger?!”

that

he murmurs, putting his forehead in his hand and taking a deep breath. “You guys talk about it

for both of them. “I think Cora is upset. And I

her. I regret it, Dominic – I…” he sighs, as if having trouble putting it

that I’m here. You’ll figure it out,” I say, hoping it’s the right thing.

a little

but I hold up a hand. He shuts his mouth,

Ella is going to kill both of us. Just rip us to

brother and he shakes his head, looking over at her. “How is that even a threat?” he breathes, wondering.

cross her. And do our best to make Cora feel welcome, because if Cora’s not happy then Ella’s not happy, and if Ella’s

the air and making an explosion sound with his mouth, simultaneously opening his hand like a

respond, nodding.

private thoughts. But after a moment, Roger asks

of my reverie, looking at him. “If we’re Codger,”

don’t need a couple

I glare at

“Elominic?”

into a snarl.

to laugh. I just give him a shove,

I murmur.

has to be Éclair!”

to her she’ll love it, she’ll

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