Accidental Surrogate for Alpha

Chapter 464

#Chapter 463-Fated Mates

Ella

Dawn lights the horizon when the door creeks open and Sinclair comes back into the room. My eyes go immediately to him from my place sitting up in bed where I’ve spent way, way too many hours alone gazing down at my little baby.

Sinclair pushes the broken door shut and sighs before he raises his eyes to mine. “I’m sorry,” he says, his voice thick with guilt.

“You’d damn well better be,” I murmur to him, because honestly? I’m pissed.

He moves closer to me now and I can see that he’s absolutely exhausted, but my eyes rove over him, looking for blood. Because if he killed Calvin, surely there would be –

“I didn’t kill anyone,” he murmurs with a sigh as he sinks onto the bed next to me, burying his head in his hands. “Though I wanted to, and I would have.”

“He didn’t do anything, Dominic,” I say, my voice determined.

“He did, Ella,” Sinclair snaps, glaring at me. “I get that we’re in uncharted territory here with the possibility of both of us having two fated mates, but honestly? It’s not like there isn’t some precedent. If a couple are chosen mates and one of them meets their fated mate? There’s a protocol to be followed.”

I pause for a moment, a little shocked. “Really?” I ask, curious. “What is it?”

“Well it’s damn well not keep it a secret from everyone and take her out on a romantic date where you touch her face -”

And I can’t help myself from laughing a little at this, a dark, angry little laugh.

He turns to glare at me but I just shake my head. “Dominic, if the man thinks that he’s my fated mate and all he does is touch my face – is that honestly a crime worth his death?”

“Yes,” he growls, completely sincere, “when it’s my mate it sure as hell is.”

“Did you find him?” I ask, because I have a lot I want to say to this man, but I need the details first.

“I did not,” he murmurs.

I ask,

to my senses and realized that I cannot kill an Atalaxian prince without

realized that you were overreacting

“I was not overreacting

I continue, ignoring him, letting my sharp tone let him know precisely how I feel about this. “And then you just…stayed out all night? And left me here,

his shoulders slump with guilt. “That’s why I

because you hunted a

Ella,” he says, his voice low with anger again. “He is very lucky I didn’t find him, and if

I realize

all this time?” I ask,

went to Conner and…kind of ripped his

“What!?”

growls, and I groan because I

“Was he there?”

too. I frightened him, but

think I

to give me a glare. “I just worried that you missed something, Ella – I wanted another perspective. All

“Then

needed to sort my mind, burn out my energy and my anger. But,” my mate continues, turning to look at me, “I do regret leaving you here all alone. I honestly don’t know how I could have stayed, Ella – I’m not…I wasn’t strong enough

of him. And my heart wrenches to see it because – I mean, because I know we’re going to get through this, and I understand that he was completely overwhelmed by the idea that I might have

needed him to hold me and talk to me last night –

down at sleeping Rafe. “Because this isn’t going to be

he nods, because he knows that

him have a moment to sit in it, clenching my teeth against my own instinct to

you done?” I ask, my voice

turns to me, confused.

Can we finally have the conversation that we should have had hours

to be tough, the tears come back to my eyes now and

touch, I press my face into

nod down at the bed, telling him silently to lay down. He does as I say as I sniff back my tears and we both lay down on our

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