Accidental Surrogate for Alpha

Chapter 501 – Happily Ever

Ella

“Nope,” Sinclair says, heaving himself out of bed and grabbing his phone off the bedside table as he does. ” I can’t live like this, Ella – I’m calling Roger, I’ve got to know – ”

“Dominic!” I say, laughing and grabbing for him, trying to catch the edge of his pajamas and failing because I’ve got a sleeping baby in my arms and another pressed warmly to my side. ” Don’t, come back!”

“I just!” he says, pressing the phone to his ear and running a frantic hand through his hair. “You tell me that there’s drama in her life, but that it’s no big deal, and that it’s girl stuff? What the hell am I supposed to do with that for the next twenty years!?”

“You’re supposed to sit down,” I say, laughing harder now and patting the mattress on his side of the bed, still warm from his delicious body heat. ” Honestly, if this is the way you react after all of our daughters’ baptisms, we’re not having them anymore – ”

Sinclair sighs and pulls the phone from his face, slumping back down on the bed. “Fine,” he sighs. “Just boys, after this.”

“Mmkay, sweetie,” I murmur, even though my mind flashes back to the vision my mother’s priests gave me so long ago. We’ve got two more coming I think a boy and a girl. But who knows what their own futures hold.

“I’m glad you came to your senses and hung up the phone,” I murmur, scooting myself and my two children closer to him, my voice a little smug.

“I didn’t,” Sinclair mutters, wrapping an arm around my shoulders. “Roger just didn’t pick up.”

I grin at him, shaking my head. “Why can’t you just take good news for what it is? Human families don’t get any insight when their children are born, and Roger and Cora told us that Ariel has an incredible life. The drama – it’s going to happen whether or not you know what it is.”

“Well, you know what it is,” he says, sending me a rueful little glare.

“Cora knows, and she has sworn Roger to secrecy. Ariel’s life – it’s her business. I think we should be just grateful that

can get some sleep. He turns his head and kisses my hair after a moment, which makes me smile as I look down at my baby girl, my thumb tracing long strokes

and contentment radiating through the four

had the chance…would you

head to look at him, smiling when I see that his eyes

after a long moment, and his green eyes shift to me. “If you… had a chance. To know that…your first mating was going to eventually fail. But that there was me, on the other end of it. And all the

tugging me close and kissing

than the kids!?” I gasp,

a little rigid as he realizes something, raising his eyes

part of it is individually wonderful, and of course you are at the center of all of it for me. You’re –

I mean, and how I feel,” he says with a steady sigh, tilting my face up to press a soft

over my shoulders haughtily. “I have a

of my jaw and then to

his gaze back to mine. ” So?” I say, pushing, truly wanting his answer. “What do you think? If

a great deal of stress and sadness at some points in my life, to know that this was waiting for me that this was the true,

mate when she was with Roger, and then their tumultuous marriage, the wanting a child and never being blessed with one, the mating bond he eventually rejected. Then the years after that of

mother and sister to each other. The horrible unknowing years when I was at my darkest point, and then my terrible ex-boyfriend, who I had truly thought I loved – but who betrayed me so deeply. The terrible longing for a child

been good to know what was waiting, Ella…it’s important to me that we chose this, and we fought for it – every step of the way. That it wasn’t just some fate

at him, because now he’s

him. “In a thousand lifetimes, a thousand chances to make the same

leans forward, pulling me against him while somehow miraculously managing not to crush our children between us as he holds me tight in his

my tears and nod. “Knowing or not? I’ve got you now, and

him and giving him a smile even. “I think we’re obliged now,” I say, nodding down at our little girl, “to pass the ‘trouble’ nickname fully down to

smirking at me as he moves his thumbs over my cheeks, wiping away all of my tears.

and smile softly at him,