Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate by Caroline Above Story

Chapter 353 Thrones A Prince of Two

Ella

“Um, excuse me,” Roger says, and Sinclair and I – mutually surprised snap our attention to him. ” Obviously,” he says, pointing a slow hand between the air between him and his brother, “the question of why the Sinclair blood was desired is the only one with the clear answer – ”

“Oh my god, Roger,” Sinclair murmurs, leaning back in his chair and raising a hand to cover his face, exhausted.

“The quality of these genetics,” Roger continues, grinning, “I mean, who wouldn’t want these babies -”

“Not me, anymore,” Cora quips, folding her arms over her chest and smirking at Roger with a raised brow.” Baby for sale! Highest bidder!”

“You’re worth millions,” Roger whispers towards Cora’s stomach, leaning his head low to pretend to speak to the baby. “Don’t let them undersell you -”

“Enough,” Sinclair snaps, though he does it half-heartedly. I can’t help but laugh a little, and honestly, when I consider it, I can’t disagree. I look at the proof still curled up in Sinclair’s arms.

“We did make a stone-cold cutie,” I say, leaning over to run a fond finger down my baby’s belly. “If mean Uncle Xandy was going for good looks, he certainly picked the right stud.”

at me, as if he can’t believe that I, too, am making jokes at this time. But I smile up at him and shrug one shoulder. If we can’t laugh, what the hell are we doing in this life? And then I send a little pulse of love down the bond, letting

have happened on the way to bringing our wonderful baby

Xander…he never meant for Dominic to ever know that you were pregnant, Ella. It was by chance that Dominic was in the clinic that day – that he sensed the child in you. A wonderful mistake for us,

I was a human, giving birth to a twelve- pound baby before six months had pa*sed…and then, so soon after that,

knuckles against my cheek. “There’s no way I wouldn’t have. This was meant to be. The Goddess had her hand

know,” I say, believing him.

“It would have been

mate, “what is the rationale for choosing a powerful werewolf like Sinclair?” she asks. “I mean, why not any other wolf? Why not,” she hesitates, looking to the man at her side, “well, why not Roger?

throne. That Xander was betting that Dominic would beat Damon and take the throne next,

which my uncle had

Dominic, if he even had a hand in your inability to have children with Lydia. I don’t know quite how he would have managed that, but clearly you are capable of fathering children…” he shrugs, sighing a little at the mystery of it. “It would have fallen quite neatly into his plans for you to take the throne without any biological heirs

slumping back in my chair, shaking my

of us in turn, “that we all realize that this is a theoretical explanation. We only have a very little bit of evidence that Xander is himself involved. And while I admit that the story that

story,” I finish for him, nodding, understanding. I look around. “Do you think we’ll be able to get

located, we can refocus our attacks from his priests to him, under the theory that he is, indeed, the master that the

little at this. “I imagine,” I say softly, “that the

confirms, steadily holding my gaze. “We need to be better prepared. But unfortunately, we also need to move

– in all of the world – is for Roger and Sinclair to go darting out of the bunker again,

But in order to find this information…” he shifts his eyes to his father