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.

say, putting a hand on his chest and shoving him back.

to stop him, Roger complies, laughing and falling

promise,” he says, “I just want to see my mate comfortably tucked in. All

Cora a peck on her cheek. “We’ll figure it all out when you wake up, okay?” I say, giving her a little nudge towards the door.

then she takes Roger’s hand and walks out the door and up the stairs

against his chest and sighing contentedly. He wraps his arms around my shoulders, dipping his head to give me a kiss

says, holding me tight against him. “They’re idiots for

don’t say anything for a moment, considering all the things that

them,” I sigh. “Not like it was for us.”

the back of my neck. “You almost died like, four times since we’ve been together.

arms and looking sincerely up

figured out that we loved each other, and especially

us, it

down into my eyes. “But

“Like ours. They’re

my head against his chest and closing my

both of them.”

pass with that seeming like a very real possibility. Cora

why they can’t go, and it

the tiny little

way she turns her face up to him and laughs

his dark, wry little

by the shoulders and gives me a little shake,

go back

my neck

need you!”

”

her hands back and

little love bubble

something.”

I say, raising my eyebrows at her and giving her a too–innocent smile.

not changing my mind,

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

with all of

petulantly down at my shoes. “Did you seriously never

glancing up

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

be

I say, stepping forward and rubbing her on the arm in what