Accidental Surrogate for Alpha

Chapter 22

Ella

“Wait, what!” I exclaim, not believing my own ears. “You got your job back?”

“It sounds like somebody very important called in some favors for me.” My sister confirms. “They even gave me a raise to compensate for my troubles.”

She doesn’t need to say more. There’s only one person with enough power to undo a command issued by Dominic Sinclair – and that’s Dominic Sinclair himself. “I can’t believe this. Why didn’t he tell me?”

“You mean you didn’t ask?” I can imagine the precise look on Cora’s face. Stunned and reeling at once.

“I mean, not after that first time.” I relate, wondering if I should have tried harder to help her. Did I misperceive my importance to Sinclair, or the power I hold now that I’m carrying his child?

“Well apparently that’s all it took.” She relates, her voice full of elation. “Thank you, Ella.”

“Don’t thank me,” I object. “I’m the one who got us into this situation to begin with.” I remind her ruefully.

“Of course you didn’t.” She refutes. “Listen, I don’t know how it happened, but either I made a mistake or…”

“Or what?” I press.

“Or someone did this on purpose.” She sounds uncertain now, as if she can’t fathom the motive for such an act. I find myself equally confused.

“Why would they?” I fret, not wanting to believe my sister messed up so badly, but not seeing any logic in the alternative.

“I don’t know.” She confesses. “But that’s not important now. It’s all going to be okay from here on out. You get your baby, I get my career… the only thing we need now is to find a way to get revenge on Mike.”

“That was a much easier problem to solve before he fled halfway across the country.” I share. “I’m not sure how I’m supposed to enact any sort of plan against him when he’s so far away.”

note of teasing in her voice – the same one children use on the playground

high maintenance. He’s already helped me

his mind about letting me have visitation rights with the baby. It’s honestly driving me crazy

were an open book

thing and make myself seem weak or fragile, too annoying to put up with. It’s exhausting.” I drag my hand through

worst part is that he can read me so damned well that even when I try to

sweetie.”

I just need a little more time to get my bearings. Once I figure Sinclair out I’ll understand what

pregnant pause on the other end of

knowing she wants to

just that I worry when I hear you talk that way.” Cora admits. “It’s like you’re still in survival mode – ‘keeping your head above water,’ rather than taking care of yourself, making yourself happy and

if I do perfectly is visitation rights after Sinclair finds his mate, and even that could mean anything from every weekend to once a year. I don’t want to risk landing with the latter or

and lets the matter drop. “How are you otherwise? Any morning sickness?” She asks, excitement entering her

morning in the bathroom… but

never been happier for you to feel miserable

too.” The more the baby makes its presence known, the more secure I feel that it’s growing big

I confess. “It was great to talk though,

what I imagined when I pictured the elder Alpha, but the sweet man in the wheelchair was far from the imposing figure I expected. He radiated quiet strength and dignity, but he also

of a man whose circumstances had irrevocably changed and who chose to adapt rather than rail at the world for its injustice. He was obviously incredibly proud of his

reading my pregnancy books. I can’t believe how tired I’ve been, or how hungry. I expected the changes, I just didn’t think they’d happen so fast. Of course after so much rest, I

dreams I’m always running away from someone, trying to protect Cora and my other surrogate siblings. The dreams have gotten worse

life. The sounds of my own screams and pleading tears fill my head, as dreadful images fill my vision.

than the man who’d

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