Accidental Surrogate for Alpha

Chapter 448

#Chapter 448- Reception Ella

Cora and Roger’s reception goes late into the night, which is just fine by me because for the first time this week? Sinclair and I haven’t been the focus of the attention, and we just get to party.

I mean, that’s not completely true. We’re still the King and the Queen of our nation and we can’t ignore our duties entirely. But it’s much, much easier when Cora and Roger are the ones who work their way around the room, greeting all of their guests and thanking them for their attendance.

I smile as I sip at my soda during a break in the dancing, watching as Roger holds Cora close to his side as they chat to some people I don’t know old friends of Cora’s from med school, I think.

“He hasn’t kept his hands off her all night,” Sinclair says, laughing a little. I grin up at him. “Look who’s talking,” I say, glancing down at his own arm wrapped firmly around me.

“What can I say,” he murmurs, grinning down at me. “You’re very touchable.”

Rafe, resting sleepily against my chest, gives a little squeak that makes us laugh.

“Don’t worry, baby,” Sinclair says, lowering his head to kiss Rafe’s soft hair. “You’re very cute too, I haven’t forgotten.”

Rafe grumbles a little but relaxes, his eyes drifting closed against me.

“I don’t think he’s going to make it much longer,” I say with a sigh, considering my little baby. “Do you think the party will miss me too much if I bow out early?”

“The party will miss its most beautiful guest, surely,” Sinclair says, and I roll my eyes a little at his flattery, “but I’m sure everyone will forgive. And Cora will be jealous.”

I say, eyeing my sister across the room. She hasn’t stopped smiling since we walked down the aisle. “She’s having a good time – like I knew she would. Cora always thinks she doesn’t want

a moment, me considering my escape, but then I feel Sinclair go stiff beside

ask, peering

he murmurs, his eyes on the far side of

Atalaxians.”

for a moment earlier in the day when he came to say hello and to congratulate Cora, but he’s the only Atalaxian that I can even begin

were invited to the ceremony and the reception in full. But earlier, when I saw that my uncle actually had the gall to show

trying to stand on my tiptoes to

even attempted to give his

foreigners across the room, and I feel a little worry twisting inside me. I glance at my

shouting breaks out from that corner of the room and my

his long strides, almost running, and Rafe wakes up against me with an upset little squeal. I send calm thoughts down the bond to him to let him know that all

he steps into the middle of a large group of people. My mate keeps

at all surprised that my uncle is at the center

rigid in their tuxedos, bristle as they frown at a human woman with her twin daughters pressed tight against her side. The woman looks

looking up at Sinclair and trying to explain, clearly thinking herself in trouble. She gestures towards the little individually wrapped bars of peppermint bark – Cora’s favorite -that we left at each

hadn’t eaten theirs,” she continues, her voice tight, “and the

dare you,” my uncle growls, looking down at the woman and her children

horrible man. Seriously? He views human women as so far below him that he flips out when

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