Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate by Caroline Above Story

Chapter 351

Chapter 351 – Keeping it in the Family

Ella

I’m the last one to the conference room – baby stuff but when I come through the door I’m very surprised to see that it’s just family gathering today.

“Where is everyone?” I ask, holding Rafe close to my chest so that he peers over my shoulder. He’s a very curious baby – he likes to look around, even though he can’t see much yet. I move over to the table where Cora, Roger, Henry, and Sinclair sit, all clearly waiting for me, all with faces which are …drawn. Concerned. And turned on me.

“What,” I breathe, freezing before I can sit down. “What’s wrong? What is it?” “Sit, Ella,” Henry says, waving to the open chair between him and Sinclair.

“No,” I say, shaking my head, the word falling out of my mouth before I can even think. “No way this looks… this looks like bad news.’

And some part of me knows that I’m being ridiculous – that it won’t be good news miraculously if I don’t hear it but still. Fear stripes through me – I really, really can’t handle more bad news now, not after the few days we’ve had. And not if it, apparently, all focuses on me.

“Ella, please,” Sinclair says, looking at me with gentle eyes and pulling the empty chair out. “I promise it’s not as bad as you think.”

“Do you all know?” I ask, going rigid.

on her back. “He just

to the chair and sitting down.” Is it me?” I ask. “Did I did I

have gone about this in the wrong way. I didn’t mean to frighten you. I just

where ” I ask, looking around again for the members of the team who went on the mission yesterday. Some of them, I know, would be well enough to attend now, if they were wanted. ” Where are the other researchers?” I ask, knowing that Henry has

Ella. Those who don’t know will be briefed soon. But I wanted to talk about this together, with the main parties involved.” Henry’s

thin line. “Let’s get on

to him, apparently giving him permission to talk in some kind of pre- arranged pattern. This, contrary to what they wanted, somehow makes me more nervous, that they’ve rehearsed how to tell me this

tucking Rafe into the crook of one elbow before draping his other arm warmly over my shoulders. I feel at once calmer, and start to wonder – ridiculously

turn my entire focus to him. “Yesterday, when we were fighting the priest, he

anything, just clench my teeth and stare at him, willing him to

know, whatever magical powder allowed him to really fire bomb us, by accident, and when he realized that he was going to be

confused. “Like on

to be clear. “I mean, slipped on his words. Messed up.

Sinclair’s arm. He’s gotten a hand free of his swaddle

are,” Henry confirms, drawing

up and listen, but I can’t help myself. “Did he mean – did the priest mean

Henry says carefully, speaking slowly and calmly and watching my face to make sure I’m following along. I’m grateful for it because even

Darkness. And never, in any of our materials both from centuries ago and today – have we ever seen any of the priests or acolytes ever refer to the God himself as ‘master.” Instead, he is always God, Father, Dark Majesty things like

that the rest of them do, apparently,

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