Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate by Caroline Above Story

#Chapter 396 – The Long Road Home

Ella

“No more road trips,” I grumble under my breath, trying to rock my little baby in my arms and distract him from the rumbling of the road, “ever again.”” Don’t be so sore about it,” Cora says, moving one of her checkers forward a space. “At least we got the information we were coming for.”

“WellthatI will never begrudge,” I say, turning my head and smiling at her.” But next time?”

She grins, anticipating what I’m going to say next. “We’re taking a private jet.” Cora laughs, shaking her head at me and sitting back against the backrest of her seat in the kitchenette.” That would be a waste of resources, and it’s probably too short of a flight or something to mom’s temple,” she sighs.

study the board, “is going to have to learn to bend time and

can even finish my sentence, Roger at the driver’s seat hits a huge bump and the game board goes flying in the air, pieces scattering despite their magnetic bond. I groan and sit back against my own seat as Cora sighs and picks up the pieces, putting them back in the box. We both know that particular distraction is

Sinclair tells me with a shrug, reaching for the baby. “And youknowhow he gets when he feels like he’s not getting his turn with

my ear. “Next time? All luxury. We’ll get you all drunk at the airport so you don’t even remember the flight, and then we’ll spend the rest of our time luxuriating.” “This had better be a promise,” I murmur, leaning against him and closing my eyes. “You got it, baby,” he whispers, kissing the top of my head. “Hey, so,” Cora says, and I open my eyes to see her leaning across the table, her attention focused mostly on Sinclair. “Where are we going, anyway?” “Um, home?” he says, frowning at her. “Yeah,” she says, cocking her head to the side, “but…like, bunker home? Horribly uncomfortable clinic home? Your

at him with curiosity.

seriously, we’re pretty damn sure that the Cult itself doesn’t have any particular problem with us – that they were merely serving Xander, probably because he supplied them with a great deal

him. “Xander isn’t going to rest -” “No, he’s not,” Sinclair agrees, looking at me seriously. “But we aren’t without resources, love. We only went to the bunker because we didn’t know what we

interrupted task: ensuring this country is united under a single King.” “And that’s you, right?” Cora asks, looking at him curiously. “Well, we

of this nation aware,” she says, “that theirKingeatsallthe chips? And does not bother to consider

“Are they likewise aware,

“This sister-in-law is pregnant!” “Enough!” I groan, especially as Rafe starts to fuss more in Sinclair’s arms. I raise my hands to my temples and rub them gently as my mate and my sister fall silent, grinning at each other. “I cannot take argument on top of traveling in a sardine can. Also, it is smelly

nod and give him a little kiss on the shoulder before resting my head in the same spot. “So, what do you think,” Cora asks, looking

how very much she’d like to zap everyone who got on her nerves. “I’ve actually been meaning to talk to you about that,” Sinclair says.

likely to become the King of a nation that’s going to have a lot of military concerns, I wonder if you’d be willing to consider experimenting with your gift and seeing how it could be used… well, as a kind

more eager now. “I never thought of it like that