Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate by Caroline Above Story

Accidental Surrogate for Alpha by Caroline Above Story Chapter 211

Chapter 211 – Rafe’s Anger

Ella

I loop my arms around Sinclair’s neck as he carries me through the palace gates, trying to steady myself even as my concerns for his injuries grow irrepressible. “Dominic no, you’ll hurt yourself.” I object, sweeping my eyes over his muscular body. He’s naked as the day he was born, and his abdomen is swollen with black and blue bruises. His feet are bleeding, and numerous smaller bruises and cuts dot his powerful form.

He doesn’t seem the least bit bothered, though I suspect he’s using the last stores of his power to stave off the pain. “Hush now, I’ve been waiting weeks to hold you, you think I’m going to let some sore ribs stop me?” Sinclair quips, brushing his lips over my forehead.

I try to help as best I can, novelxo sitting upright in his arms and using his strong shoulders to support my weight. I’m in the perfect position to explore the curve of his neck, and my inner wolf won’t let me pa*s up the opportunity. I nuzzle his sweat-stained skin, kissing and nibbling his throat – letting him feel how elated I am to have him home, and just how badly I missed him.

Sinclair emits an appreciative purr, turning his lips to my ear. “Do you want to tell me what mischief you’ve been making to make Philippe and Gabriel so grumpy?”

“Nothing.” I reply innocently, giving him my best puppy dog eyes. “They’re just mean, ill-tempered men.”

Sinclair grins wolfishly, and my heart skips a beat. “Now why do I find that hard to believe?”

“Because she’s the most ungovernable she-wolf I’ve ever met.” Gabriel snorts from beside us, also smiling. “Honestly, you’d think I was nothing but a nobody omega for all the consideration she gives my orders.”

“I might give them more – if you were half the wolf my mate is.” I challenge, feeling thoroughly emboldened with Sinclair’s arms around me.

half-amused, half-scolding tone, “Is that anyone to speak to the man who has shown

couldn’t come after you when you were out there alone and clearly in need of help

but somber as he looks to his old friend. “I know why you felt compelled to

believed you were alive!” I exclaim. “None of

soothes, pressing soft kisses

I’m not the one who put you on bed rest, Ella.” Gabriel adds pointedly, and Sinclair

be fine now that you’re back.” He’s still watching me suspiciously, and I’m willing Gabriel not to say more. Luckily the perfect distraction awaits us as we enter the palace itself. Word has obviously spread about Sinclair’s return, and it seems as if every shifter in the vicinity has turned out to welcome

and every one of them with such respect, compa*sion and dedication, signaling that he sees and appreciates them, even if he doesn’t have the freedom to stop at this

changed body. Just look at you. He marvels, his gaze lingering on my ever-enlarging breasts and the sudden protrusion of my popped

to our son. I can’t believe how big you’ve

our bond – a request for my affection instead of Sinclair’s. I add my touch and my voice,

me when I say that it was the last thing I

the cold shoulder as punishment.

the same way he does to me when I’m cross, forcing the tiny tot

scared. I wanted to protect him so I tried to shield him from my feelings. But I cut myself off from him completely and… it was

you said you knew I survived? Sinclair inquires,

Philippe opens the door, and the doctor sweeps in, immediately zeroing in on us. “Alpha Dominic, I’m so pleased you’re all right.” He sets his bag on the coffee table and opens it, extracting a few tools. “Luna, if you wouldn’t mind?” He doesn’t directly ask me to move,

try to rise, but Sinclair’s arms tighten around me. You haven’t answered me,

promise, though his wolf growls in