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.

hand on his chest and shoving him back. Though I’m not actually

laughing and falling back a bit. “I said sleep.

putting his hands up. “I promise,” he says, “I just want to see my mate comfortably

it all out when you wake up, okay?” I say, giving her a little nudge towards the door.

look. “Really, we will.” And then she

say, leaning against his chest and sighing contentedly. He wraps his arms around my shoulders, dipping his head

holding me tight against him.

anything for a moment, considering all the things

be easy for them,”

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

his arms and looking sincerely up

out that we loved each other, and especially

it was always smooth

says, looking calmly down into my eyes. “But their love

nodding to me. “Like ours. They’re going to

hope so,” I sigh, resting my head against his chest and closing my eyes.

both of them.”

with that seeming like a very real possibility.

they can’t go, and it fills my heart

see the tiny little touches he places

see the way she turns her face up to him and laughs at

of his dark, wry little jokes.

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

must go back

head back on my neck and

need you!”

”

her hands back and folding her arms across her

just trying to keep me in a little love bubble with Roger so that

something.”

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

laughs, 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

deal with all

looking petulantly down at my shoes. “Did you seriously

ask, glancing up at her.

she says, raising a guilty hand to her forehead and shading her eyes,

be a big girl and go…do

the arm in