Surrogate For Alpha Dom

Ella

“As happy as this is,” Sinclair says, folding his arms over his chest and looking around at the four of us. “And it is happy,” he says, looking at Cora and Roger to let them know that he’s sincere. They nod their understanding. “We do still have a problem on our hands,” he says, nodding to Rafe

in my arms.

“Yes,” I say, looking eagerly up at Cora. “Henry found out some more about the cult – I’ll tell you

all about it. It’s…not good,” I say, with a little grimace.

“Oh,” she says, drawing her brows together. “Okay – yes, I want to hear everything.” I nod, tugging at her waist so that she’ll follow me into the house. Sinclair and Roger come close behind.

“Did you find anything else out?” Sinclair asks Roger.

“No,” Roger replies, a little apologetic. “Just what we sent you from the library. Was it useful?”

“Incredibly,” Sinclair confirms, thankful. “But yes, we found out more…”

”

My mate and I take Roger and Cora into the little office and tell them everything, seating Rafe in

a little swing that we’ve placed there temporarily since we’ve been spending so much time here.

working on this issue. They’re both as horrified as we were to discover that we likely have

someone in our midst who is working for the cult, who either has already betrayed us or will soon.

Though both wrack their minds they, like us, can’t come up with a viable candidate for who it is.

“We need more information,” Sinclair growls, thoughtful, as he flips through what paperwork his

investigators have produced for the case, as if he might find something else there. I nod, agreeing,

but I look at Cora and see her fading a bit.

“You haven’t slept, have you?” I ask, concerned.

She smiles at me, apologetic, but shakes her head. “I’m sorry, Ella,” she says. “I want to help but I

think…”

“Upstairs,” I say, my voice definitive, swatting her on the rear. “Immediately, sleep.”

“I’ll take her,” Roger says, stepping forward to take Cora by the arm.

on his chest and shoving him back. Though

laughing and falling back a bit.

his hands up. “I promise,” he says, “I just want to

figure it all out when you wake

she takes Roger’s hand and walks out the door and up the stairs with him.

to Sinclair’s side as we watch them disappear form our sight. “I’m so happy,” I say, leaning against his chest and sighing contentedly. He wraps his arms around my shoulders, dipping his head to give me

tight against him. “They’re idiots for not doing

say anything for a moment, considering all the things that held them back in

easy for them,” I sigh. “Not

I can feel him shake his head against the back of my neck. “You almost died like, four times since we’ve

his arms and looking sincerely up at him. “We always had Rafe.

figured out that we loved each other, and especially that I was a wolf too, then…” I

least with us, it was always smooth

you mean,” he says, looking calmly down into my

me. “Like ours. They’re going to work

my head against his chest and closing

both of them.”

five days pass with that seeming like a very

partially because I keep making up reasons why they can’t go, and it

To see the tiny little touches he places on

say something in her ear, to see the way she turns her face

his dark,

takes me by the shoulders and gives me a little shake,

go back

tiling my head back on my neck and groaning. “Just stay here with us. We

need you!”

”

her hands back and folding

me in a little love bubble with Roger so that I don’t change my mind

something.”

her and giving her a too–innocent

head at me. “I’m not changing my mind, Ella. I’m in love with him.”

a finger up, stopping me. “But I have a life. And a boyfriend

to go deal with all of that!

mumble, looking petulantly down at my shoes. “Did you seriously never

ask, glancing

to her forehead and shading her eyes, embarrassed. “I kind

I need to be a big

forward and rubbing her on the arm in