Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate by Caroline Above Story

“Ohhh, Rafey,” I murmur, reaching for my baby boy as Cora and Roger come into the room. “I’m so sorry, mommy and daddy just needed a minute.”

“Yeah,” Roger says, his smirk deepening. “To talk.” I shrug a little and return his smirk, refusing to let him embarrass me as I carry my baby over to his little changing table and gather the supplies I use when I feed him.

“What happened out there,” Cora says, a little breathless as she presses the door shut and looks around at us, wide-eyed. “I mean – is that…okay? For them to just bring a criminal and an enemy back into the nation?”

“It’s not precisely legal,” Sinclair sighs, waving the group of us forward towards our little living room once I’ve got all my supplies gathered. “But it is complicated, and a very… targeted message that they’re giving to us.

That they’re on Xander’s side in this, agreeing with his policies and his lineage, not mine.”

Together, we troop into the living room and I settle onto the couch as I begin to feed the baby, hoping that he gets as much comfort as I will from the familiar routine.

“Are you two all right?” Roger asks, looking between. me and Sinclair, who settles on the arm of the couch behind me.

“We’re fine,” my mate growls, and Roger smirks a little but nods as he sits in an armchair across from us. Cora looks a little confused, but shrugs, giving up trying to figure it out and sitting in Roger’s lap, clearly wanting to be close. He wraps his arms around her waist, pulling her back against him.

“All right,” Roger says. “Then what’s our plan on how to retaliate?”

“Unfortunately,” Sinclair sighs, “they’ve played their cards well, bringing Xander here on a diplomatic mission. Because I have to be…perfectly diplomatic this entire weekend, or else I risk not being crowned.”

I ask, surprised as I look

no matter how large the trial – I rip someone’s throat out? I’d say it’s

shaking my head and looking down at Rafe,

Xander is not welcome at any of the more informal events,” Sinclair murmurs. “But yes, when they gather as a delegation en masse? There’s nothing I can do to prevent

Roger says, tilting his head a

him

pregnant and then steal the child. I don’t think he’s someone we’re going to trick into a

to see him shaking his head and crossing his arms over his broad, muscled chest. Something stirs in me again as

little. I can’t help it. He laughs

is with you two,” Cora murmurs, still confused and

“Don’t worry about it, Cora,” he

still confused, but

do anything to truly provoke war – this was

they should go away and give us more time to

they’ll let him go?” I

anything special to the Atalaxians,” my mate replies, looking seriously down at me. “I’m securely in power now, and everyone knows that

Sinclair, glad to see that my clear-thinking mate has returned, pleased to have been able to play a

says, nodding, understanding. “They know we

at work. I smile at her, thinking that Cora has probably the best mind for these sorts of games of all of us –

our best move then is to demonstrate to them that their bargaining chip is actually of very little value

nodding his agreement, “keeping an eye on him to see

a sound of vengeance that makes me

now, smiling around

plan,” I