Accidental Surrogate for Alpha

Chapter 353 – Duke

Ella

“D-duke?” I stutter out, completely overwhelmed by the information, my eyes going wide. “There are dukes? And I had I have an uncle!?”

“I’m sorry,” Henry says, and I can see the guilt written all over his face. “I overlooked this – honestly, no one has heard from him in years – and, considering what we think he was actually getting up to, it makes a great deal of sense that he wanted everyone to believe that.”

“Who,” I say, frantic now, looking between Henry, and Sinclair, and Roger – Cora, I see, looking at me with worried eyes, but I know she doesn’t have any answers – “who is he?”

“Relax, Ella,” Sinclair murmurs to me, leaning close. “It’s all right -”

“It is absolutely not all right -“I snap, not wanting to be mean but completely panicked right now. “My father is dead but I have an uncle? Seriously? And no one told me?”

Henry continues to hang his head, shaking a little, and I instantly feel guilty. It’s not his fault – it’s so complicated, the politics, and why would he tell me about an uncle if he hadn’t spoken to the man in 30 years had genuinely assumed he was dead –

“I’m sorry, Henry,” I say quickly, leaning forward to put a hand on his arm. “I’m so sorry – I’m behaving so poorly – ”

“No, Ella,” Henry says, moving his attention back up to me. “Your reaction is absolutely correct. I have failed you in this.” His eyes shift to Sinclair now. And you, son.”

anything to apologize for. We all know this is a lot.

Henry’s arm a little squeeze to let him know I don’t blame him for any of it, and that I love him dearly and am grateful for him every day. At least, I hope he gets all that from a squeeze, but the little smile he sends me suggests that he understood at least part of that. And

of the information on the table now so that we can decide to do something, instead of just talking about it. I smile at him a little, loving

and there were always…rumors about whether or not his father was his biological father. Either way, Xander was recognized, but he was never the favored son. That is

a smile on my mouth as he delicately raises his brows, looking up at the ceiling. “I mean,

and Cora elbows Roger not-too-gently in the stomach to get him to stop, I grin at my brother-in-law, grateful

Sinclair continues, glaring at his brother, “Xander was never a popular figure in politics – he was always fringe, always very much the King’s sullen brother rather than a real player. When

“was perhaps… the mistake. That started all

I

the throne when his brother died but he coveted it anyway 1 that Xander wanted it, perhaps his whole

my chair. “To – to reclaim the throne. To keep it…in his family’s

his father’s arms. My baby, the grandson of a King.

now. Who benefits from Rafe being born? The man who intends to

child – I, too, thought he died in quiet obscurity. He’s taken great pains, I think, to

the assumption

Reina told Xavier about you on his deathbed he must have found a way, somehow, to communicate your existence to his brother before, or directly after,

didn’t he come for me?”