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

and falling back a bit. “I said

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

a peck on her cheek. “We’ll figure it all out when you wake up,

me a steady look. “Really, we will.” And then she takes Roger’s hand and walks out the door and up the

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

him. “They’re idiots for not

a moment, considering all the things that held them back

“It’s not going to always be easy for them,” I

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

arms and looking sincerely up

out that we loved each other, and especially

with us, it was always

looking calmly down into my eyes. “But their love

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

I sigh, resting my head against his chest and closing my eyes. “That’s

both of them.”

next five days pass with that seeming like a very real possibility. Cora and Roger

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

closer. To see the tiny little touches he places

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

his dark, wry little

takes me by the shoulders and gives me a little

go back to

back on my neck and groaning. “Just stay here

need you!”

”

her hands back and folding her arms across

love bubble with Roger so

something.”

and giving her a too–innocent

her head at me. “I’m not changing

a little to hear her say it but she holds a finger up, stopping me. “But I have a life. And a boyfriend who I never broke up with. And a job that requires me to actually help people. And

go deal with all

looking petulantly down at my shoes. “Did

glancing up

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

to be a

say, stepping forward and rubbing her on the arm in what I hope is a comforting way.