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.

she has sworn Roger to secrecy. Ariel’s life – it’s her business. I think we should be

the curtains that we’ve pulled shut so we can get some sleep. He

that way for a long moment, peace and contentment radiating

you think? If you had the chance…would you

you mean?” he murmurs, and I turn my head to look at him, smiling when I see that his eyes are moving between our

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

partnership,” he murmurs, tugging me close and kissing my

more than the kids!?” I gasp, my mouth falling open

he says, shrugging as if they’re not much, which makes me laugh. But then he goes a little rigid as he realizes something,

each part of it is individually wonderful, and of course you are at the center of all of it for me. You’re – you’re my mate, my love.” I shake my head, smiling at him. “The center of my universe. But the whole universe

and how I feel,” he says with a steady sigh, tilting my face up to press a soft kiss to my mouth. “You just say

hair back over my

dropping his head a little to press a kiss to the underside of

lift his head again, bringing his gaze back to mine. ” So?” I say, pushing,

deep breath, thinking it through. “Well,” he says, contemplative, “on one hand, it would have saved me a great deal of stress and sadness at some points in my life, to know

sadness. I see the loss of his mother, the years he spent tortured, pining for his first mate when she was with Roger, and then their tumultuous marriage,

helped me to,” I say. And then I do the same, passing my own memories to him. The horrible years with only Cora by my side, when we each had to play mother and sister to each other. The horrible unknowing years when I

away those terrible memories. “As much as it would have 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 that the Goddess gave

him, because

voice shaking with my love for him. “In a thousand lifetimes, a thousand chances to make

he leans forward, pulling me against him

wouldn’t matter,” he murmurs against my hair as I sniff back 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,”

his thumbs over my cheeks, wiping away all of my tears. ” She might be baby trouble,

softly at him,