Accidental Surrogate for Alpha

Chapter 63

Ella

“How are you feeling?” Sinclair asks, standing in the doorway of my bedroom. The wild hunt is tonight, and I know he’s not merely asking about my morning sickness or fatigue.

“Nervous.” I confess. “Do you think..” I trail off, blushing and unsure if I can actually speak the question I need to ask.

“What is it Ella?” He inquires, coming forward with an encouraging smile.

“Do you think I could see your wolf before we go tonight, just so that l’ll recognize it when I see you?” I whisper, barely loud enough to hear myself, but knowing Sinclair’s wolf ears will be more than capable of picking up on the sound. And so I won’t be scared. I add silently in my head.

“0f course.” He chuckles, “That’s a great idea. I should have thought of it myself.”

His powerful hands move to the buttons on his shirt, and I find myself taking a step back. “What are you doing?”

“You wanted to see my wolf, I don’t want to ruin this shirt.” He shrugs. “It’s one of my favorites.”

“Right.” I breathe, “Right, of course.”

He continues stripping off his clothes, and I work hard to avert my gaze. So far I’ve been very successful in avoiding temptation by not looking at his body in these vulnerable moments, and I’m not about to change that now – on the day when it’s more important than ever that we practice self control.

“Does it hurt, shifting?” I ask, staring at my fidgeting fingers.

“It does the first time.” Sinclair shares, “The first time is almost unbearable, it takes hours and hours, but once you’ve gotten it over with it happens fast as lightning, too quickly for you to feel the pain of your bones breaking and rearranging.”

I feel

you when you shift the first

a little different for everyone – most make the change when they go through

baby – my son – eventually suffering through this sort of grisly shift, and I don’t like it one bit. “What was yours like, was anyone with you?” I

was with me, he got me through it,

relieved to know Sinclair will help guide our child through the process. I can imagine Henry was a very gentle and supportive presence

taking my face in his oversized hands. This is probably the first time he’s ever been unclothed when I’m not, and I’m amazed at how much stronger I feel with my own body covered. I never realized until now how vulnerable it is to

wielding the power in this room, and part of me resents his constant strength. “Now, do

“Yes, sorry.” I flush.

He murmurs, “and don’t get close to me until after l’ve shifted, you don’t want to

wordlessly, my pulse pounding in

backs away from me, holding my gaze the same way he did last night at the stone circle. I keep my eyes on him, watching with horrified fascination as he ensures he’s not near anything breakable, then disappears. There’s a loud crack and the air seems to go blurry, I even feel a bit nauseous trying to keep track of

saucers, and I feel my jaw going slack. “That’s not a wolf that’s a bear!”

is much, much too large -far larger than any natural wolf and probably almost as tall as I

the beast in front of me is actually the man who spends

on the rug and waiting patiently for me to recover

I could ride you.” I point out, my head filled with images of me mounted on his back like a particularly deadly variety of

amazed that anyone could manage to be so suggestive without speaking a word, or even possessing human features.”.What

side always surprises me. Suddenly it seems positively hilarious that

I touch you?” l

though I don’t know how I understand his reasoning, I know he’s waiting for me to come to him. It takes a minute for me to find the courage to move my leadened feet, but I manage. I slowly cross the room, feeling terribly anxious to be approaching a creature out of the horror stories I grew

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