Accidental Surrogate for Alpha

#Chapter 495 – People’s Princess Ella

The crowds go absolutely wild as we walk into the sunlight and a huge smile bursts onto my face. Honestly, it was a little touch-and-go for a few months there, with the media continually debating if I was a good or a bad Queen after the murder on the front steps. But I laid low, and continued doing my best, and things have continually turned towards the people seeing that I only have their best interests at heart, and that I really do want to fight for the little guy.

Plus, I don’t think it hurts that I’m the mother of a super adorable little Prince, and that I’ve just given our nation its first Princess.

The crowd calls her name and I smile out at them, pleased and baffled about how they already know it. I look up at Sinclair, confused, but he just shrugs and smiles down at me.

Together, my little family and I step forward to the edge of the terrace and I boost the baby a little in my arms so that the crowd can see her. They go mad the moment their Princess’s face comes into sight, shouting that she’s beautiful and how glad they are to meet her.

I can’t help but laugh, a few tears coming to my eyes as I see my entire nation feeling precisely the way I do about my little girl. Just so, so thrilled that she’s finally here.

“And you thought Ariel wasn’t going to get as much as a fuss as Rafe,” Cora murmurs with a smirk, coming to my side. The crowd shouts when they see Jesse come forward too – the Little Duke is also a favorite.

“I know,” I laugh, turning to smile at my sister. “Poor Rafe got none of this.”

“But look at him now,” Cora says, leaning forward and pointing to my son. I turn to see my mate smiling down at Rafe, who is actually waving out at the people. I burst into laughter, because it’s so very Rafe. He loves to wave and say hello – he just has no idea that he’s saying hello to the thousands of people gathered on the streets.

Sinclair raise his hand and waves too, but I just smile and hold my baby close, peering down into her face. She scrunches and frowns for a moment before opening her eyes just a little bit, turning towards the noise of her people.

I laugh in delight, because even though I know she can’t see anything, it looks for all things like she’s trying to look and catch sight of them as much as they are of her. I hold her a little higher, murmuring into her ear all the things she could see if her eye were a little bit more developed, but she just gives a little baby sigh and closes her eyes again, pressing her face against me.

I grin but look up at my husband, because I know baby needs to get inside now. Her Princess duties are done and she’s hungry and needs some sleep. Sinclair nods to me, leaning forward to kiss me on the forehead, and then we give one last wave to the people before we turn inside.

“Come on, Roger,” Cora laughs, and I look over my shoulder to see her tugging him inside.

voice cheerful. “Give Jesse to me, we’re staying out

thinks he’s funny.

Roger sighs dramatically, “Dominic took it all from me when he

up into Sinclair’s face in time to see him

back to our living quarters. “Your mother couldn’t get enough of you –

of you,” I murmur to our sweet little Ariel,

Sinclair asks as we reach our door, smiling at me as he

me two children, I’m totally done with you,” I say, looking up at him with wide earnest eyes, but not completely able to keep a

to his side

to my cheek. “We’ll be just down the hall, yes?

Sinclair’s side as he says goodnight to his brother and father. While I don’t anticipate that I’ll need Cora tonight, it’s good to know I’ve got a doctor and a

the room with my mate and my children. My

asks, smiling at me as he presses

looking to the kids. “But also exhausted. And busy. Do you think you

step closer and cupping my chin

“What?” I ask, confused.

down at me. “Asking me to take care of our son while you got ready to

pressing closer to him and biting my lip as I look up into

a kiss to my mouth – so long that I sink into it, losing myself a little. So long that Rafe squeaks in protest, giving Sinclair’s chest a playful smack because

pull away, murmuring my apologies to Rafe as I snatch the crown off his head. “So sorry, prince,” I say, wrinkling my nose at him as he giggles and reaches for the little circlet.

set of newborn pajamas and a sleep sack for Ariel, who I know is going to want a snooze