Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate by Caroline Above Story

Chapter 128 – Ella wakes

Ella

When I wake, I’m amazed to realize I’m alive. I was sure the Prince’s men were going to kill me.

My hands immediately got to my middle, running over my slight baby bump with urgency. Everything feels normal, but I wish I had Sinclair’s link with our pup. I wish I could feel what he’s feeling, know for sure that he’s unharmed. I’m sure the events of the last 12 hours or so haven’t helped my preeclampsia, and I’m worried for my son.

Even as I think this, a tiny thump meets my palm, and I clamp my eyes shut with relief. “Hello angel.” I greet him gently. “You can tell Mommy’s freaking out, huh?” Another kick flutters beneath my hand and I hiccup with unshed tears. “I love you so much.” I whisper. “I’m going to find a way out of this, I promise.”

After my baby, Sinclair is my greatest concern. Fear for my mate permeates the fog of confusion, worry and grief consuming my overwrought mind. At best he’ll be beside himself with guilt and rage that we’ve been taken. At worst he never made it out of the battle at all. I’d been anxious for his well being when the all clear rang out, but now I realize we might have lost.

I stagger to my feet, cradling my stomach and wincing as a dozen aches and pains a*sail me all at once. I hadn’t noticed them when I was lying down, but upright I feel as though I’ve been flattened by a steamroller. My vision blacks out as blinding pain pierces my skull, and muscles I didn’t even know I possessed are screaming at my brain, my eviscerated nerve endings begging we cease moving. I slump back onto the edge of the bed, trying to breathe through the agony.

Of course, as soon as I close my eyes, images of all my slaughtered guards fill my mind. I moan as I recall Sean’s remorse in the second before he dies, and Gabriel’s agonized howl as his insides were spilled into the pavement. I’m so lost in my thoughts that I barely hear the door open. “Oh good. You’re up.” Lydia’s familiar and wretched voice cuts through my thoughts and I crack my eyelids open to see the she-wolf prowling into the room with a smug smirk on her face. “How are you liking your rooms?”

For the first time I look around and realize I must be in the Royal Palace, because my surroundings are actually quite lovely. “What, no dungeons?” I quip snarkily, trying not to let her see how much pain I’m in.

in here sounding like an attentive hostess when I’ve just been kidnapped, but she manages without any visible difficulty. “Don’t be silly. You’re a

you like a fish when he finds me.” I counter sharply. It’s mostly a test, a trick to get her to reveal Sinclair’s fate. If she tells me he’s dead, I’m

this isn’t some shoddy shake down. We’re brokering a deal, and you’re simply out ace in

in my heart, and my wolf snarls at her suggestion. “Civilized?” I grit out. “Is that what you call hiring rogues to attack your own

unfortunate necessity – collateral damage.” Lydia shrugs, showing so little concern

to be sorely disappointed.” I bluff, smothering a terrible feeling that this isn’t actually true. I”d like to think that Sinclair knows his survival is much more important than my own,

he would. Dominic has always been too noble for his own damned good. Besides – weren’t you listening. I said you’d be together. We just need him to give up

the packs?” I hiss, not understanding how anyone who had been part of the Sinclair family – who believe in nothing if not selfless

rolls her eyes, “Why should I care about a bunch of commoners

for the psychotic creature in front of me. “He beat his last wife, only a fool

know how

I demand. “What will he have to say about

blanches. “He’s out of sight and out of mind. The Prince

for the future. “Is power really worth all this?” I inquire, gesturing to the rooms around us. “You’ve been seeking it your whole life, and where has it gotten you?

But no – here you are having skated through like on your looks, everything and everyone falling at your feet because you’re perfect Ella,” She sneers, “but it doesn’t work that way for everyone. I’ve had to struggle, I’ve had to fight every day for what

far from the first person to a*sume I’ve had a charmed life because of my beauty, but this is the first time anyone has ever been quite so

struggled tend to learn a little empathy. It’s only the self-centered narcissists who try to blame their