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.

a hand on his chest and shoving him back. Though I’m

stop him, Roger complies, laughing and falling back a bit. “I said sleep. Not

“I promise,” he says, “I just want to see my mate comfortably

Cora a peck on her cheek. “We’ll figure it all

me a steady look. “Really, we will.” And then she takes Roger’s hand

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

tight against him.

all the things that held them back in

to always be easy for them,” I

my neck. “You almost died like,

in his arms and looking sincerely

each other, and especially that I was a wolf too,

us, it was always smooth sailing.”

into my eyes. “But their

me. “Like ours. They’re going to

head against his chest and closing my eyes. “That’s all I want.

both of them.”

like a very real possibility. Cora and Roger

they can’t go, and it fills my

the tiny little touches

something in her ear, to see the way

dark, wry

then, on day six, Cora takes me by the shoulders and gives me a little shake, insisting

must go back to the clinic.

neck and groaning. “Just stay here with us. We

need you!”

”

hands back and folding

bubble with Roger so that I

something.”

raising my eyebrows at her and giving her a too–innocent

shaking her head at me. “I’m not changing my mind, Ella. I’m in love

life. And a boyfriend who I never broke up with. And a job that requires me to actually help people.

with

mumble, looking petulantly down at my shoes.

glancing up at her.

raising a guilty hand to her forehead and shading her eyes, embarrassed. “I

But I need to be a big girl and

forward and rubbing her on the arm