Accidental Surrogate for Alpha

Accidental Surrogate for Alpha Chapter 177

#Chapter 177 — Hypnosis

Ella

“I don’t want to wake up .” I complain, still snuggled beneath the covers of my dream bed with Sinclair.

“I know, but the sooner we do and get back to work, the sooner we can be reunited.” Sinclair replies, sounding every bit as reluctant as I feel.

“Meet me again tonight?” I request, wondering how I’ll ever force myself to untangle my limbs from his.

True to his promise, my mate had freed me of my guilt and helped me forgive myself, just not in the way I expected. I got to give him plenty of pleasure, but unleashing all of his Alpha power was like experiencing his wolf on steroids. He was so wild and feral, practically rabid with lust, and my wolf responded like a complete wanton. I imagine it’s what being in heat will feel like after the baby comes, and the entire night passed in a blurry haze. My body is sore and aching from my mate’s dominant treatment, but my heart is light and my conscience is clear.

“wild horses couldn’t stop me.” Sinclair promises, still bathing me in the glow of his astounding magic.

“We’ll of course not.” I joke, “your wolf is the size of a bloody horse already and he’s got built in knives on his fingers and toes.”

Sinclair laughs, petting my hip. “Fine, an army of vampires couldn’t stop me.” He amends.

I pause, “wait, are vampires real too?”

“No.” Sinclair smiles, without judgment. He pauses then, seeming to be listening for something. “I think I’m waking up. Be good today, little mate. No skipped meals or forgotten naps.”

as long as you stay safe.” I agree, thinking I might cry

doesn’t chastise me. no.vel.ebook Instead he waits for me to look up at him again, “and please

nod in reluctant confirmation, “I’ll make some

pouring all his love through our

myself into making arrangements for the summit, before visiting the orphans and departing for the refugee arrivals camp. When I arrive, I’m surprised to discover that my sister is already present,

me.” She breathes, pressing

squeeze. I follow her gaze to a surgeon setting a broken bone, placing the injured arm into a strange machine, which automatically projects a light image of the woman’s skeleton, like a portable x-ray which requires no radiation. As we watch, the machine carefully bends and shifts the limb until the bones are

inquire, feeling

have back home, even in the shifter community.” She shares, shaking her head. “These packs have a lot they could be teaching the rest of the world — a lot of good they might be doing. Instead they keep it to

hiding.” I reply, “you know how humans are with people they don’t know or understand.no.vel.ebook If they found out about wolves we’d have a witch trial reboot

marginalized group.” Cora answers, “ they are the ones holding the power. Yes, humans would be afraid and all the bigots in the world would probably demonize them the way they do with everyone who’s different, but

have strength and technology on our side, but I think it’s a mistake to forget how much damage humans can do when

between us. Our relationship didn’t change when we found out I’m a shifter, but in this discussion we’re suddenly separated by our identities. “On our side?”

words in my mind and realizing how cold they must

wolf for less than a month. I thought your allegiance was stronger than that.” Cora remarks, “You’re so concerned for all these displaced shifters, for your pack.. have you even thought about how this war is affecting the humans on the continent? They’re suffering the same violence and instability, but unlike us, they don’t have any idea why it’s happening or where it’s coming

have anywhere to run, there is no magical continent to

for everyone left behind, but until this moment I hadn’t given any specific thought to the humans. The shame I so recently banished comes back to

choke, “You’re right. I’ve gotten so caught up in my own life these last couple of weeks… in trying to figure out where I came from, that I forgot

a bit self absorbed right now, it’s you.” Cora appeases begrudgingly.

to think about the humans too, Sinclair might already be monitoring the situation or planning things, but if he isn’t, I’ll make sure we start.” I decide, thinking aloud. Almost as an afterthought, I add,