Surrogate For Alpha Dom

Chapter 425

Chapter 425 – The Mark Ella

“Well that’s weird,” I murmur, looking through my phone as my mate sits shirtless beside me, finishing up the last of his paperwork before bed.

“What’s weird,” he asks, though I can tell he’s only half paying attention. But I frown, looking at the message from Cora. “Cora says she’s going away with Roger for a few days.”

“What?” he asks, his head swiveling to me, his voice instantly more alert. Then he snatches his own phone off the bedside table. “That can’t be right,” he says, flicking through his messages. Roger didn’t say anything to me.”

“Well, whatever,” I say, giving a little shrug. “They can take some time for themselves –

“Ella,” Sinclair sighs, and I look over at him in surprise. “We’re planning a coronation and trying to run a country. I’m depending on him to be here!”

I frown at him and shake my head a little. “Don’t be so unromantic, Dominic,” I scold. “They’re in love, they’re going to have a baby. Plus, Cora looked amazing in the wedding dresses today – I think I’m going to be able to talk her into that wedding. If they do that for us, why wouldn’t we let them have a few days away?”

“Did she say that she was going to do it?” he asks, raising his eyebrows at me.

“Nope!” I say, smiling as I start to type a reply on my phone. “She said to forget about it.”

“What!?”

“Don’t stress,” I say, laughing and glancing at him again. “I know her! I think she’s gonna say yes. We should move forward with the plans.”

Sinclair just groans and shakes his head, typing his own message out probably to his brother. I concentrate on my own.

Cora! Take whatever time you need. Don’t worry about the camps Isabel, Hank, and I can hold it down.

the baby to make sure that he’s still sleeping – and I smile to see that he is before curling up next to my mate, resting my head against his chest and giving

yell at

arm around me. “Okay well don’t yell at Cora,” I murmur, getting sleepy. “That’s

it,”

“What is it?” I ask. Because I know him – I know that he’s exhausted, and

throat, wanting to talk about

Something’s up.

me when I tell you

me,” I demand, getting

pulling at my shoulder. But I just shake my

you

his

“Dominic!”

then he closes his eyes for a second, steeling himself. ”

“What!?” I gasp, appalled.

quickly, “sending a delegation if not their royals themselves. It would be an incredible insult not to invite the Atalaxians as

I say, putting out a finger to stop him. “Am I hearing you right? Not only are they coming, but you invited those bigots!? Into

finger, knocking it away. “We had to extend the invitation – it would have been such an obvious

aggression in their lives, and start to move away from Sinclair, kicking away the blankets. But before I can get far, I hear him snarl and then feel him wrap his arm around my waist and tug me, hard,

both of my wrists in one of his

up at him, angry. “What are you doing!? Get off of

glaring down at me, a little darkness in his eyes. “I’m starting to think that you need a little reminder of who is

little beneath him, but he holds firm. “I’m allowed to have my opinions!” I snap, starting to

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