Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate by Caroline Above Story

Accidental Surrogate for Alpha by Caroline Above Story Chapter 158

Refugees

Ella

“What do you mean, you lost my sister?” I demand, baring my fangs at Roger. Sinclair is holding me by the waist, preventing me from lunging at his brother the way my wolf is currently demanding.

Roger held his hands up in defense. “She’s probably back at the palace. We were talking and she got annoyed with me and left.”

“Then why didn’t you follow her? She is the only human on an entire continent of wolves, and you just let her run off on her own?” I hiss, lashing out with my claws. Sinclair purrs and takes a step back, causing my hands to swipe through nothing but air. “She doesn’t know her way around or have any contacts here!”

“You ought to give her more credit. She’s a big girl, Ella.” Roger tells me, with infuriating confidence. “She’s also known about and been working with shifters a lot longer than you have. She’s used to being the only human in the room.”

“How dare you tell me how to feel or think about my sister. She is my sister, not yours. You don’t know the first thing about her.” I accuse, getting more annoyed by the minute. “Why I oughta–”

“Alright trouble, why don’t we go back to the palace and make sure Cora is home safe. If she isn’t we can go out looking, and I’ll even let you beat up Roger. How does that sound?” Sinclair suggests, his lips moving against my ear.

“I heard that.” Roger informs us, thoroughly exasperated.

she is back at the palace?” I inquire, batting my eyelashes at my mate and ignoring the impudent

unknown today. I think

to face him. He immediately pulls me close, even as I protest. That isn’t

don’t pretend like it was an accident, little mate. I

I accuse, nibbling his pec and delivering a particularly sharp nip when

suite and not emerge until morning. I’m eager and ready for him already, and the knowledge that our

Roger no matter how many times I ask. Eventually Sinclair drags me away and, thanks to his ravenous wolf, I soon forget my anger with his brother. In fact, he works me over so well that I can barely remember my own name by the

if I fall asleep Sinclair will

me to settle. “You need your rest and you’re not going to

wraps around me like the coziest blanket. “Will you at least nap with me?” I request, too exhausted to argue, let alone actually move. If I were as enormous as my mate then lying on top of him might just trap him in bed, but I know that’s not the case. Instead I have to hope that I can snuggle in so completely that

voice. I’ll rest

for,

the clock and realize I napped most of the afternoon. Even so, I know I’ll probably crash again in a few hours. I rub my baby bump with a

sure, blame the pup. My wolf jokes, Never mind the

is the way it’s always been with his wolf. He never seems to get enough of me, and I

mate talking with Hugo, Henry, Roger and Gabriel. Sinclair’s eyes lock onto me the moment I walk in the room, following my movements with total focus. I yawn and stretch as I approach, unwittingly emitting a sleepy moan, and I see Sinclair’s pupils expand with desire. You’re playing a dangerous game to tempt me in front of all of these wolves, sweet mate. Flaunting your delectable curves, those S**y little sounds. His wolf is clearly taking over, and I

– but it’s a delightful ache that sends pulses of heat straight to my core. If we’re not careful the

any more interested in putting on a show than I am.

I fell asleep all warm and safe and satisfied, and then