Accidental Surrogate for Alpha

Chapter 438

#Chapter 438- Be Careful, Little Mate

Ella

“I don’t think we’ve met,” Sinclair says, looking Calvin up and down, his voice low and dangerous.

“Not personally, no,” Calvin says, and I watch him, a little surprised to see that he has regained his composure faster than me. He again executes his sharp little bow, showing obeisance to Sinclair, the kind of gesture one Royal gives to another. “I am Prince Calvin, of Atalaxia. And, despite the uncouth gesture that my party made this morning, I hope you will believe me when I say that I am very pleased to be here and eager to build a good relationship between our nations.”

Sinclair raises his eyebrows in surprise, looking for a long moment at the Prince and then down at me, ”

Well,” Sinclair says, his words careful and measured. “It is good to hear you say that. After the events of the morning we were convinced that peace was not a priority for you.”

Clavin sighs and glances over his shoulder, to where the rest of his delegation are speaking quietly with a group of people I don’t know. ” Honestly highness,” he says, his voice low as if he’s seeking not to be overheard, “for many of them? It is not. But I hope that over the next few days I can convince you that you have at least one ally over this border.”

Slowly, Sinclair nods, pulling me closer to his side. “I look forward to being convinced,” my mate says evenly, still studying this strange Prince.

Clavin bows again to both of us, realizing that this interview is over. “A pleasure, your highnesses,” he murmurs, beginning to turn away.

“Ella,” I call – and I surprise myself to hear my name fall from my mouth.

Calvin turns back to us, slow, likewise surprised.

“Please,” I continue, “call me Ella.”

The Prince hesitates for a moment, flicking his eyes to Sinclair, but then he bows to me more deeply than he’s done before. “It will be a pleasure, Ella.”

And then he turns away.

I press myself closer to Sinclair’s side now, a little unnerved.

“What the hell was that,” Sinclair asks, his voice baffled but not at all angry at least not with me. I look up at him, slowly shaking my head. “I honestly don’t know,” I whisper.

what I cannot

that it was…something.

Cora and Rafe, I smile to see, are already making their way back into the

the hell he is, and what

delegates from other countries. Honestly, even though all we did was stand around chatting, it feels like I’ve run

a kiss on the head before flopping fully-dressed onto my own

says,shaking his head,

can do what I want,” I mutter, turning stubbornly away from him.” I’m

released. Sinclair, intuiting how good it feels, sits on the edge of the bed and takes one of my

again, louder this

open an eye and glance at him because honestly, even though I’m

already begins to pool in

you make me make that

his body stretches above mine, holding his weight on his elbows to avoid crushing me completely. I take a deep, contented breath and turn onto my back, lifting my hands to pull his tuxedo shirt out of his pants and then slip

lowers himself, taking a deep breath of my scent before pressing determined kisses to my neck, my shoulders, my chest – every one of them sending a new

himself fall to the side and pulling me with him so

him tight against me. “I didn’t even know half of the nations that those

charming. No one holds your lack of knowledge against you – they’re aware of your story. They love that you’re a real person who

say, my hands faltering a little on their path lower. “But doesn’t that make me…a

eyes and exhaling deeply when my hands continue their path, slowly unbuckling his

I laugh softly. “If you say so, Dominic. You know

and begin to start on the button of his

says, and I look up to sees eyes

lip, pulling my hands away. ” Are

he asks, frowning, a little

sort of agreed that…we’d give them the cold shoulder, and all talk to them

you, though, didn’t he? Didn’t

“I should have just gone with Cora to change Rafe I was stupid, to try to cross

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