Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate by Caroline Above Story

#Chapter 421- Bath Time

Ella

“Cora,” I scold, frowning, “you know I don’t’ feel that way – ”

“Well I know you’d never say it,” she protests, sighing. “But I do get that this union between a wolf and a human that, symbolically, it’s important. And even if you’re not disappointed that it could be…disappointing.”

“I want you to have the mating ceremony you want, Cora,” I reply, steady in my truth here. “Especially in the case of something as important as this.” I give her hand a little squeeze before pulling mine away. “But if you’d like to consider a middle path…maybe you could let me show you what I was thinking?”

She turns her head to look up at me, surprised. “You’ve been…planning?”

“Just a little,” I say, unable to keep the eagerness out of my voice. “Just late at night when Sinclair is asleep and I can’t sleep, or I get up to feed Rafe – ”

“You’ve been loosing sleep over this!?”

“No!” I protest, but then I hesitate. ” Well, not much.”

“Ella!”

“Just – can I show you what I was thinking!?” I plead, “sister to sister!? And then, if you hate it, you can say no.” A wide grin comes to my face then. “But I think you’re going to like it.”

Cora gives a big sigh, leaning back into her seat and closing her eyes. ” Fine, Ella,” she says. “But this is not a yes.”

“I didn’t think it was!” I say, newly excited. Because honestly…it’s gorgeous, and I can’t wait to show her my plans.

from his casual position on the bed – looking down at

I ask, frowning, my baby strapped sleeping to my chest. I put

gracefully unfolding his gigantic self and standing up from the bed. Then he slips his hands into his pockets and smirks as he looks me up and down. “I just didn’t realize I was mated to someone who spends their days

in the mirror. “Oh my go d,” I murmur, leaning in to

still laughing, comes to stand behind me. I groan when I see our contrast in the mirror – him the perfect Alpha King, clean-sha ved and pressed – and me, a messy ball of dirt

on little Rafe, who is likewise covered in a light layer of brown dust. “Oh my go d!” I exclaim again, immediately beginning to ruffle his hair and moaning as a little puff of dust explodes into

out to unstrap the baby from me. “Dirty in those

murmur, helping him take the baby from my arms. “Honestly, if this is what we look

a lot of attention to it,” he replies, holding the baby away from him a little as he carries him over to his little baby bath. “Hopefully all of the people will be out

now that he’s away from the warmth

my heart going out to him. I hesitate, wondering if I should just take

me and laying the baby down in his bath. “Let him cry a little for once he’s the happiest baby in the world, it doesn’t mean you’re doing anything wrong.” Then, as I begin to strip out of my clothes, Sinclair takes off Rafe’s

the little pieces of baby clothing disappear into the basket, “he’ll probably be too big to wear those by the

proud, as he turns on the warm water and prepares to start bathing him. Rafe still fusses unhappily but reaches for his

shower for myself. I continue talking to Sinclair as I climb into the hot stream, relishing

over my shoulder, starting to

But yeah, Roger told

his reaction, and

not mad, Ella –

laugh a little, shaking my head and turning away to rinse the shampoo from my hair. “That’s not what I mean I know that you’d never be mad at them for wanting a different kind of mating ceremony. But…does it mess up your plans at all? For the coronation, and the coronation

warm noises to little Rafe as he does. Rafe, tired, lets his father know his protest, but my heart swells with the patience I see in

a little water from