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.

that evening, Sinclair immediately looks up at me from his casual position on the

chest. I put my hands

says, 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 ask again, confused, and Sinclair, laughing, nods towards the bathroom. Both irritated and interested at once, I hurry in and gasp when I see myself in the mirror. “Oh my go d,” I murmur, leaning in to get

mirror – him the perfect Alpha King, clean-sha ved and pressed – and

I gasp when my eyes light 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 the air. “Ohhh, little baby!

little dirt won’t hurt him,” Sinclair chuckles, reaching out to unstrap the baby

bad, Dominic,” I murmur, helping him take the baby from my arms. “Honestly, if this is what we look like after just an afternoon, imagine

a little as he carries him over to his little baby bath. “Hopefully

from the warmth

to him. I hesitate, wondering if I should just take him and let him sleep

in the world, it doesn’t mean you’re doing anything wrong.” Then, as I begin to strip out of my clothes, Sinclair

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

he turns on the warm water and prepares to start bathing

the shower for myself. I continue talking to Sinclair as I climb into

over my shoulder, starting to shampoo my hair. “I don’t think she’s into it, Dominic. I’m

But yeah, Roger told me pretty much the

to see his reaction, and Sinclair shoots me a little look of

I’m not mad, Ella

my hair. “That’s not what I mean I know that you’d never be mad

know his protest, but my heart swells with the patience I see in my mate as he washes his baby, explaining softly to him that he’s sorry he has to take a bath so late at night, but

laugh when I hear Sinclair’s commentary and flick a little water from the shower at him, which makes Sinclair turn to me with a