Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate by Caroline Above Story

Accidental Surrogate for Alpha by Caroline Above Story Chapter 224

Chapter 224 – Ella’s Wolf Takes Over

Ella

I’m exhausted after the feast, but I know our work isn’t yet complete. Roger hasn’t finished his report about the refugee crisis back home and though I realize the situation is urgent, I’m not eager to discuss it. I feel like my heart and mind are maxed out on thought and emotion, so delving even deeper into these matters might just break me. Only my determination outweighs my dread, because I know I owe it to our people to bear witness to their suffering.

Sinclair is a steady presence beside me, and through our bond I feel his wolf fretting over my wellbeing. Stubborn mate, you should go up to bed. The bossy canine insists, and I see him in the shared space of our minds – nuzzling my wolf’s neck and nipping her shoulder.

I want to stay with you. My wolf replies obstinately, leaning into his side and ignoring his foreboding grumbles.

Impossible thing, his wolf croons, offering me pure indulgence until a sidelong glance comes my way. You know there used to be a time when people were afraid of me.

Oh hush, people are still afraid of you. My wolf replies, circling around him and rubbing affectionately against his big body.

You’re not. Sinclair growls, his wolf’s dark muzzle quirking into a smile. His hawkish gaze follows my wolf as she winds around him, showing off her curves and lovely gold furr. You seem to have forgotten I’m your mate, and not your playmate. His voice is all deep foreboding, and I shiver with delight. My wolf does love it when he gets stern with us.

If it were up to me, his ominous tone and intimidating expression would be enough to still my restless energy. Unfortunately I’m worried about the meeting we’re about to have, and my wolf is taking every excuse to distract us both.

I’m just happy you’re home. She answers, swiping her tongue over his snout, then nudging her way under his chin.

Though we’re still standing quietly side by side, I know Sinclair and I are both keeping a sharp eye on our wolves. They may not need actual space to interact, but if they don’t calm down soon we’re both going to end up shifting before we can get through this meeting. The next thing I know Sinclair’s wolf has pounced in our shared conscience, and my gold fluffball is flat on her back, her little wolf feet dangling in the air. A deep chuckle rolls through my mind like thunder, spurring on my defiant inner animal.

She should be defeated, but my wolf only cocks her head and bats her lashes up at the lethal predator baring his fangs at her. Do you want me to be afraid? She inquires, writhing invitingly on the ground. I can run from you and hide and make a big fuss when you catch me. Flames spark in Sinclair’s eyes, and I know he likes the sound of this. In fact this isn’t so far from our role playing the other night, when I did all those things naked in a red cloak.

and settle so we can get through this meeting without me being forced to drag you out of here like a caveman. His wolf responds, sounding human enough that I know my mate has finally

I don’t? I challenge, turning my body into his and trailing my hand up his chest, hoping the

bond or some pa*sive sound- tears from Sinclair’s chest, and I know I’ve pushed him too far. I don’t know what would happen, but I can

jolts in my bones, and my wolf finally relaxes, recentered by Sinclairs dominance. He eyes me knowingly as he pulls me into his lap,” come here you.” He purrs, settling me on his thighs with a wolfish grin.” Enjoy sitting comfortably while you

softly, leaning into his chest and praying the other men didn’t hear him. A hot blush burns on my cheeks as Sinclair strokes my spine, making soft rumbly sounds of contentment. Right on

grand feast?” James

you’d accepted our invitation.” Sinclair replies easily, a distinct hint of amusement

soldier, I don’t have anything to talk

quips, “I happen

it anymore. I don’t like being told that things I can

all alphas are like

your talks

didn’t go much of anywhere.” I confess,

think you really got through to them about

else.” I remind him

left to bring them around.” Henry reminds us.” Besides, they’re visiting the camp

are refugees.” Roger says, “What are we going to do about the evacuations?

any suspicious names on the registration

resistance fighter who was gravely injured in Damen’s takeover. He lost an arm and was deemed

fifth?” Sinclair

a*suming he used a fake name to register: Drake O’Dell. No one recalled seeing or speaking with him – even the intake team. No one has clocked him since the flight disembarked. He’s not in the

we think this is the guy?” Gabriel a*sesses, looking

in on our transports then disappeared completely. If our operation were larger it might be expected that we’d