Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate by Caroline Above Story

#Chapter 440- A King, A Queen Ella

The aids go pale as they see me hurry back to the door, their eyes going wide. This is not protocol

“Ella!” Cora gasps, her eyes moving quickly over me as she bounces Rafe in her arms, trying to calm him. “What are you doing!?”

“He wants me, Cora,” I breathe, hurrying to her side and reaching for my baby. Cora doesn’t hesitate, handing him over to me, even though she rolls her eyes.

“He’s going to be fine!”

“Well, he is now!” I say, already turning back to the door, my baby beginning to calm, though his face is still red and a few tears stand out on his cheeks.

The aids wave to me frantically and 1 nod to them, mouthing my apologies as I again head through the door and hurry towards the aisle.

The crowd, which had gone quiet in their confusion, suddenly bursts into the loudest cheer yet, a great deal of laughter and joy in their noise now. I laugh along with them as I head down the aisle, shrugging my apology and hoping that they understand. Because as much as I’d love to be their dignified queen?

to be a

from his face, as I see him look around at everyone in wonder and surprise. He’s not scared anymore not with me holding him. Someone in the crowd shouts his name and I swear he turns

smile deepens as a

this too, reaching out a hand for

I say, still laughing as he takes my hand and pulls me to his side.

right, trouble,” he murmurs, kissing my hair. “This

my face briefly to his chest and letting him hug me before taking a deep breath and standing straight at his side.

just have to make do with regular

maybe that’s all they really want

the end Henry

bits go as fast as the

– comes forward along with the head of the largest pack – a wolf – to together perform the ceremony. Sinclair and I turn towards them and he goes to one knee, reciting an oath to dedicating his

and serve both wolf and human kind together. One that is done

the gravity that it is due. The

the throne, accepting from one of the aids another crown from atop

into serious lines now as I

is very pretty – I’m well aware that it’s not a piece of costume jewelry to be played with. That it is, instead, a very real promise that I’m

chin up to my love, my

says, his voice booming through the room. ” As my mate and my Queen. You are my whole heart, my conscience, my peace, and my will.

a little, impulsively pressing a hand again to my heart that I hope shows