Accidental Surrogate for Alpha

#Chapter 133- Ella gets angry

Ella

"I'm in the Royal Palace.” I finally burst out. "The third floor, my windows look out over the southern gate... it's a corner suite."

At once the crushing weight of his orders dissipate, and I’m left a puddle in his arms. "Good girl." Sinclair praises me, and I feel positively sick to my stomach. "It’s all going to be okay."

I can’t stop crying. I’m beating my fists against Sinclair's chest, angrier than I can ever remember being with him. “ How could you, how could you?" I moan, my entire body shaking with the force of my weeping.

"I’m sorry, Ella." He lets me attack him and never moves to defend himself, only holding me steady as I vent my feelings onto him. "When this is all over, I promise I'll make it up to you, but I stand by what I said. You’re done hurting yourself for the sake of others.”

"But the world needs you! Not me!" I explode, finding it more and more difficult to take in air. "And what do you think they'll do to me if you die? How is that going to help anything?”

"I need you, Ella." Sinclair argues, "I need you as my mate, as the mother of my pups - my Luna. I'm not going to die, Ella." Sinclair promises. "And neither are you. We're not going to let him win, sweetheart."

'You don’t know that!” I combat, heaving in another sob. "I will never forgive you for this, Dominic. Not for as long as I live."

‘The point is that you will live, trouble." He murmurs, his lips against my temple. " That's what matters most. I'd rather you hate me and live, than love me and die - and for that, I won't apologize."

"Well I do hate you!" I try to say, but it sounds about as fierce as a wounded butterfly.

"Do you really?" He inquires, a teasing note in his voice. 'You don't sound convinced."

"Just don’t die." I beg, and I realize that I stopped fighting him at some point. Now I'm clinging to him the same way I had been when he first arrived in my dream, and part of me wishes we could never leave this fantasy realm. We're both safe here. I can be my wolf here without harming my baby, he can claim me and we can be together forever - just the three of us.

out of the building intended for Royal emergencies. There's a chance there might be some in your rooms, and even if there aren't, I might be able to find some in order to get

are we supposed to tell each other if we're able to find one?" I sniffle, more confused than anything else. "It was hard enough to fall asleep the first time - I'm in a

cupboard?" Sinclair repeats, a note of

I defend hotly, knowing he probably can't understand the logic of my swirling hormones and trauma. 'The point is that I can't guarantee I'll be able to fall asleep again, and neither of us has any

tell you this much," Sinclair muses aloud. "The safest option for everyone would be if you can find a

which means they lead outside the palace

I whisper, my tears

Sinclair states, only slightly smug. The worst part is that he's right. I always feel better after I’ve

know all this?" I

forget that my father was almost King once, and we keep very close ties with the pack elders. Besides, the royal family and the Moon Valley Alpha are supposed to function as each other's backup in times of emergency

aren’t any passages in my room?” I ask nervously, knowing it

come to you.” Sinclair shrugs. "Hopefully you'll be able to get out before that's necessary. If you can escape then you

what off?" I fret, blinking up at

and that the Prince is still standing afterwards, then again, he has a very strong trump card as long as I'm in his grasp. "But instead of going to the meeting, my men and I will infiltrate the palace. I'll reach out of Adolpho and

if he doesn't?" I press, seeing far too many ways for this situation to go

aren't you? If he doesn't then we'll do this the old fashioned way and go over the walls. If you find a

there and it's empty then won’t you know that I managed to get out?" I object, trying to follow his

could end up in the wrong room thinking it's yours and accidentally leave you behind. If we arrive and see the room in that state, we’ll know we're in the right place but we need to retreat. Is there anything

walls are green." I share, "and

even better.” Sinclair nods. "Actually, it would be good if you can try to leave some sort of clue about where the passage was - so we can follow you out that way and catch

can be so calm about all this. Our very lives are on the line, but Sinclair is the cool and collected strategist, working out the problem as if it's a jigsaw