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.”

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 Sinclair know that

sometimes, to balance all of the horrible things that have happened on the way to bringing our wonderful

to ever know that you were pregnant, Ella. It was by chance that Dominic was in the clinic that day – that he

my baby. “I can’t imagine….if I had just gone through this thinking I was a human, giving birth

would have found you,” Sinclair promises me, reaching out to brush his knuckles against my cheek. “There’s no way I wouldn’t have. This was meant to be.

know,” I say, believing him. “But… if

“It would

the rationale for choosing a powerful werewolf like Sinclair?” she asks. “I mean, why not any other wolf? Why not,” she hesitates,

says, interrupting Roger, who opens his mouth to say something smart but closes it when his father sends a little look his way, “that Xander was working towards a dual claim to the throne. That Xander was betting that Dominic would beat Damon

the depths to which my

agrees, nodding his head a little. He then looks at Sinclair, a little apologetic. “I wouldn’t be surprised, 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

say, slumping back in my chair, shaking my

“It is important,” he says, moving his gaze to each 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

I finish for him, nodding, understanding. I look around.

says with a little shrug. “Especially now that we know where Xander is located, we can refocus our attacks from

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

holding my gaze. “We need to be better prepared.

thing I want – in all of the world – is for Roger and Sinclair to go darting out of the

ease. We have a few days. But