Accidental Surrogate for Alpha

#Chapter 439 – Coronation Ella

Sinclair and I wake up only a few short hours later, our clothing spread out all over the bed and floor all around us, because today is the big day.

I groan a little when I feel Sinclair stir.

“No,” I murmur, wrapping my arm around him and pulling him back down. Or, I should say that he lets me pull him back down. Because there’s no way I’m strong enough to physically make my big scary Alpha do anything he doesn’t want to do.

But he is sweet, and obliges me.

“I know,” he murmurs, cupping my face in his gigantic hand. “I’m sorry, trouble. But we’ve got to get up and look pretty for our big day.”

“Let’s just go ugly,” I sigh. “Really… lower expectations for the rest of your reign. You can rule in sweatpants and t- shirts. They’ll call you the Comfortable King.”

He laughs, and I can feel him shake his head. “Come on, Ella,” he cajoles. ” Don’t you want to look pretty to match the crown?”

I crack an eye open, tempted. Because honestly, I forgot about the crown. I’ve been very much looking forward to the crown.

He laughs again, looking down at me. There she is,” he says, smiling at me. ” My little magpie. Come on, gorgeous.”

“Fine,” I sigh, sitting up straight with a pout. “But I am having two cups of coffee today, which means that that one-” I say, pointing to the baby, “is going to be all jittery all day.”

Sinclair says, pulling me close. I turn my face up to him, sensing that he wants it, and Sinclair kisses me long and

feelings much the same, as well as a great deal of hope and pleasure to see

you,” he murmurs, shaking his head at me in wonder. And I smile back. “You’re going to

his arms tight around me, taking a deep breath, simply accepting my faith in him. And I let him hold me tight and warm, pleased to the end

when Rafe gives a little squeak, wondering why we’ve let him lay alone in his little crib for so long even though we clearly know he’s

I both

happily, crawling away from my mate and getting out of bed to

bed and coming over to the two of us, kissing Rafe on the head. “He’ll

to the baby, laughing a little. “Little Prince Rafe! Cutest little heir to the

the bathroom as I take Rafe to his changing

day, as predicted,

with a great deal of formality as Sinclair leads me into a room that is a strange mix of auditorium and conference chamber, with the kind of stadium seating all around that looks

at the front of the room, the seating is on three sides of it, with an elaborate table on the fourth side of the room and a narrow empty space at the center. Sinclair seats himself at the center of elaborate table, with me to his right and his father to his left. I look

Sinclair in a sleek black jacket and pants with a blue sash over the front as well as a

honestly, is all that

at me, giving a little squeal. I smile at him, laughing. “Are you excited for

does, to be able to communicate so effectively with my son even though he is so young. And he laughs as he looks up at me, almost as if he’s happy about it

of kisses to his soft

asks, and I beam up

comes forward and affirms Sinclair as their choice for King, I remind myself that this is actually the important thing. The elaborate coronation will come next,