Surrogate For Alpha Dom

King and Queen Ella “I’m glad we did that,” I say later that afternoon as Sinclair pulls our car around to the front entrance of the palace.

“I couldn’t stand to say goodbye to that house if it was to a stranger.

Too many memories there.” ” I agree,” Sinclair says, parking directly out front in what feels…well, feels too informal for the future King’s first entrance to the palace, his new home.

” Doesn’t this place have like, a garage?” I murmur, looking into the back seat to check on little Rafe, who is happily chewing on the sleeve of his little baby hoodie and staring at himself in a mirror attached to his car seat.

“I… think so…” Sinclair says, and I look up in surprise to see him grimacing at me a little.

“I’ve only really been here for state occasions,” he says, shrugging.” And the birth of our child,” I point out.

“Well for that,” he says, “wealsojust parked out front.” “True true,” I say, turning away to my door.

“I guess we’ll figure it all out.

Yes, we will,” he murmurs, getting out of the car and opening the back seat to lift out Rafe’s carrier.

While I wait for them to come around to my side, I stare up at the gorgeous palace in front of me.

“I can’t believe this is going to be my home,” I murmur.

“I can’t believe I’m going to be a King,” he sighs.

I look up at him, studying the lines of his handsome face.

“Yeah,” I agree.

“Me neither.” Sinclair laughs and shakes his head down at me.

“Well, I would hope thatyouwould try to chuff me up a little bit there.” I laugh and take his arm, squeezing it.

“Well, you know I think you cando it,” I say, grinning, “and that I don’t think anyone else could do it any better.

I just,” I consider it for a moment, shaking my head.

“I don’t know.

I’m not going to be able to get used to people calling you King.” “Will you be able to get used to people calling you Queen?” he asks, brow arched.

I laugh up into his face at the ridiculousness of it.

“Absolutely not,” I reply.

“They’ll all just have to call me Ella, or I’ll walk right past them without realizing that they’re talking to me.” “You don’t do so poorly responding to Luna,” he says, pulling his arm from my grip and wrapping it around my shoulder to pull me close.

Yes, but that feels more real,” I say quietly.

“I…know what a Luna’s supposed to do.

I want to protect my pack, help them in all things.” “I imagine Queen is much the same,” he says softly.

“You’ll get used to it.

a crown?” I ask grinning up at him, but then my

I say, my eyes

“It’s technically not yours,” he replies,

to the nation to be passed from Queen to

he grins widely at me, seeing the excitement on my face, “you get a crown.” “Well then let’s go!” I shout, bursting forward

hell are we waiting for!” To my extreme disappointment, Sinclair does not take me immediately to the vault with

I use a box cutter to cut the tape on probably my

Rafe lets out a little squeal that I

Prince Rafe,”

“I agree.

laughs, coming into the

“I’m just following the.

rules.

really a Kingdom precisely anymore the jewels

right to wear them until the people have officially given them to

him, “this is a rule that I will choose, in my wisdom as Queen, not to follow.” And then I send him a mental image down the bond

look wearing that crown, and only

huffs

“Fine,” he says.

exception can be

“One to start,” I say primly, turning back to my

the fancy lids off of our plates of sandwiches, like we’re in some kind of

people to refill the palace with workers and get it back to fully functioning, hired a head

are and it feels strange

do when I’m pregnant again? Just… wander the halls, starving, searching for the kitchens? “I’m not hungry yet,” I say to Sinclair, laying out Rafe’s clothes on the floor in neat

in.” I do take a moment, though, to look around the

here?” I ask quietly, taking in the tall

that which suits our taste a bit better, but still…I’ll never forget the day

murmurs, biting into his sandwich and watching

our bedroom? We have options.” ” Yes,” I say with a little sigh,

“I’m sure.

I smile

bedroom for sure – and you are a King!” “Not yet, he says, shaking his

keep saying that,” I reply, frowning

something wrong? Are you… doubting the fact that the coronation will

everything

head, a little angry, “they

wasn’t right.” ” I know,” I say quietly, watching my whole-hearted mate struggle

better.” “I hope I can

he looks over at the

be as well, when his turn comes.” “Rafe?” I

my face bursts into a

And then I laugh, crawling over to his little playpen and peeking over the edge, grinning at my

so sweet!” Sinclair smiles

cute to do anything wrong.” Yes,” I

little love down the bond to him that makes him smile

Sinclair says to

say, after a moment as I raise my baby to my shoulder and hold