Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate by Caroline Above Story

Accidental Surrogate for Alpha by Caroline Above Story Chapter 22

Chapter 22 – Ella’s Nightmares

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.

my sister messed up so badly, but not seeing

out. You get your baby, I get my

fled halfway across the country.” I share. “I’m not sure how I’m supposed to enact any

suggests, a note of teasing in her voice – the same one

don’t want him to think I’m high maintenance. He’s already helped me so much.” Glancing at the closed door Sinclair disappeared behind, I sidle back towards the entrance, lowering my voice to a whisper. “If I start to seem like too much trouble he might change his mind about letting me have visitation rights with the baby. It’s honestly driving me crazy – I’ve got

if you were an open book

everything I do with him. I shouldn’t have cried, I was too sa*sy, too timid, too bold. It’s

sorry sweetie.”

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

a pregnant pause on the other end

prompt my sister, knowing she

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

I lose my baby. The best I can hope for if I do perfectly is visitation

“How are you otherwise? Any morning sickness?” She asks, excitement entering her

laugh. “I spent all morning in the bathroom… but I’ve never been

you to feel miserable either.” She jokes. “I hope it

presence known, the more secure I feel that it’s growing

Sinclair brought me to meet his father.” I confess. “It was great to talk

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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 welcomed me to his family with genuine warmth. I could see the shadow of a powerful leader in his stoic demeanor, but also the humility of a man whose circumstances had irrevocably changed and who chose to adapt rather than rail at the

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

full of cruel adults and abusive parents. In my dreams I’m always running away from

The sounds of my own screams and pleading tears fill my head, as dreadful images fill my vision. The next thing I know someone is

hands gripping my shoulders as he tries to bring me back to reality. It takes me a minute to realize it’s him, rather than the man who’d been attacking me in my dreams. I jerk out of his hold and scramble to the other side of the mattress, curling up into