Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate by Caroline Above Story

#Chapter 429 – Breaking the News Ella

I shriek when I hear the tap on the door, jumping up from the bed and dashing towards it, so excited to see my sister that I can’t even think about moving slowly.

Behind me, I hear Sinclair stand up and give a little growl. Without even looking, I know he’s standing with his arms across his chest, his feet wide apart, glaring at the door. But! That’s Roger’s problem. Not mine.

I fling the door open and immediately throw myself into my sister’s arms. ” Cora!” I shout, laughing. “I missed you!”

“It was two days, Ella!” she laughs, shaking her head and hugging me back.

“Three!” I insist, frowning at her.

“Well, whatever,” she says, rolling my eyes. “We’ve spent longer apart than that.”

“Yes well,” I say, pulling back and grinning at her. “I missed you. Don’t go away again. It was boring without you.”

“I can’t believe that,” Cora says, frowning at me as we move into the room. “Didn’t you go to the camps and work? That’s never – ”

But I gasp, my hands flying to my mouth as soon as I see it.

Cora, surprised, turns to me with wide eyes and then starts to look around for whatever is wrong as Roger comes into the room as well, shutting the door behind him. Figuring it out first, Roger starts to laugh.

“What!?” Cora asks, looks between her mate and me.

“Cora!” I gasp, stepping forward and grabbing at the neck of her shirt, yanking it back so I can see –

Her mating mark – right there! High on her shoulder, almost on her neck!

“Oh,” she says, laughing and blushing a little, reaching up to run her fingers over it and then sending a little glare Roger’s way. “Yes, he decided to put it in a very noticeable place, didn’t he?”

“Damn right I did,” Roger murmurs, ducking down to give me a kiss on the cheek before moving over to Sinclair.

ensue as I throw my arms around my sister, shrieking

and forth in my arms, “I’m so happy for you! Congratulations!

keep from beaming with happiness herself, but she pulls away from me and shakes her head. “You’re – you’re not

it overshadow my happiness for you! This,” I say, gesturing again towards her mark, “is such a wonderful thing and you two waited so long

I cry out again and

thanks, Ella,” she says, hugging me tightly back. “We’re

want to hear everything,” I say, pulling back. I open my mouth to ask for more details, but we both turn- distracted when we hear Roger and Sinclair

Sinclair says, his whole body

Dom,” Roger says, throwing out a dismissive hand. ” Cora and I needed

Cora. ” What do you say we steal the

says, turning her head to the side

nudging her with my elbow and grinning. “Besides, they need…a

is laying in his pack-and-play, messing with some toys.

this side of the room. Frowning, because she’s never been through it before, she follows me with curiosity. I watch her face as I open the door and we pass through. I’m gratified when I see her expression move from curiosity to wonder as we enter a perfect

she says, looking around with raised eyebrows. “Oh wow,

just had it fixed up,” I say, closing the door behind me. “Damon’s taste was…” I grimace and shake my head. “But through here!” I continue, walking to the center of the room and pointing towards another door, “there are more bedrooms, for the kids! So, we have like, our own

looks so cozy, and that’s precisely what I want. I know that we live in a palace and that there’s a sense of refinement to the entire place, but I really

curling up against the pillows? It confirms that I did well

auntie as I sit down on the couch myself. “Tell

does, then. Well, I can tell that she skips over some details that are more personal – just between her and Roger but my eyes predictably well up as

to stop telling you about my life

sniffing hard and wiping my face with the

leaning forward to take the baby from me so that I can blow my nose and pull myself together. I smile as I

bite my lip, loving the sight of Cora with the baby, and then

is that all?” I ask, curious, my eyes all dried up. “The

she says,

I laugh, kicking out a foot to shove her on the knee. “Tell

to go to pieces, Ells,” she says, rolling her eyes and hugging Rafe close

just makes me want to know more,” I

she says, grinning – and I know she can’t

gasp, a long and deep inhale of breath as I sit up straight, clasping my

you said about…how you named Rafe? How you tried out different names, and he really responded when you

tears at the memory and dart to my son, my little baby. And I laugh, and nod,