Accidental Surrogate for Alpha

#Chapter 445- Into You Ella

“Ella,” Clavin says, his voice thick with emotion. His hand continues its path, reaching for me, his fingers brushing the velvet sleeve of my gown before I can pull away.

“What,” I whisper, taking a few steps back, wanting space between us. “What was that?”

“I don’t – ”

Before he can finish though, we both turn towards the darkened doorway to the balcony. I instantly recognize the silhouette I see there as my mate’s and breathe out a breath of relief.

I mean it’s not that I think that Calvin or I did anything wrong, or that Calvin was going to hurt me, but whatever passed between us? It was strange.

And suddenly as I remember the pulse that happened last night, when Calvin touched my hand – I want my mate here, now, at my side.

“Is everything all right out here?” Sinclair growls, his voice low and full of the threat that his words don’t carry.

He takes a step forward into the darkness as Calvin takes a step away from me and bows to him, both a formality shown to a king and a display of deference to an Alpha who thinks he might sense a threat to his mate.

“Everything is fine, Dominic,” I say, holding out a hand to him, doing my best to keep my voice light though I suspect I’m failing a little bit. “Prince Calvin was just telling me about his children. Did you know that he has a son just older than Rafe? And his daughter is three.”

“I did not know,” Sinclair says, prowling to my side, his eyes fixed on the Atalaxian prince. “Your family keeps such information close to their chest, do they not?”

“We do,” Calvin confirms, his voice formal and quiet now. “Though, we do share it with our closest friends. And I very much hope that after this trip that I will be able to tell my children about my new friends in Moon Valley.”

hoping my words assure Calvin that I’m on his side, and to persuade Sinclair that no matter what he sensed, Calvin has not

his voice grumbling and stern as he stands close at my side, pressing his hands into his pockets and looking Calvin up and

at me, his face genuinely pained. “I was not,

of Xander’s approach, his refusal to look me in the eye. Calvin sighs deeply as

consider that there was and is dissent within our nation. While I’m sure that some of

look

me to set it up,” the prince says

clear that that’s his final word

the door. When he reaches it, he clasps Conner on the shoulder and bids him a good night

less important at this particular moment, I look up at Sinclair. “Is everything

I’d ask you the same,” he says, looming

ask, frowning, confused. ” What did I

at me

a hand towards the door. “He wants to

wants a change,” Sinclair growls, “to get you on his side. He knows you’re soft hearted! He told you about his children who we don’t

but that’s something you value about me. You can’t have it both ways –

you’d let me take the lead on these things

tell me never to see him again, I won’t. But last night you told me to trust my instincts, and they’re telling me to trust him. Prince Calvin – he speaks to me and if this is an in with the Atalaxians? A way to create an alliance, to avoid war, to perhaps even help some of the women within that nation?

speaks to you,” Sinclair growls, ” because he’s

growl deepens, which – I mean,

shoulder. “He is not-he has a Luna! And two children! There’s absolutely nothing to suggest that his interest in me is anything but friendly