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?

going to be a

I coo to him and wipe the tears 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 when he hears it,

aisle – I finally glance towards the throne and see my mate standing at the end of the asile, waiting for us. And my smile deepens as a thrill runs through me from head to foot to see him there, waiting for

crowd loves it, and cheers harder. I laugh at this too, reaching out a hand for Sinclair when I come to the

as he takes my hand and pulls me to his side. “I tried to

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

almost purr with happiness then, pressing my face briefly to his chest and letting him hug me before taking a deep breath and standing straight at his side. Because he’s right – as much as I thought

have to make

all

end Henry makes a short detour up the little ramp

as fast as the

human – 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 life to protecting

promise explicitly to protect and serve both wolf and human kind together. One that is done the mayor hands Sinclair a scepter that marks his sovereignty, and then the pack leader comes forward

let them know that he accepts his new position with the gravity that it is due. The cheer goes on for a long time and I send Sinclair a little pulse of joy. He

when the crowd dies down Sinclair turns towards the throne, accepting from one of the aids

into serious lines now as I

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 making to the people of this nation

live the rest of my life making that promise come true. I tilt my chin up to my love,

are my whole heart, my conscience, my peace, and my will. You are the greatest joy of my life and the best

knees, just a little, impulsively pressing a hand again to my heart that I hope shows how much his words have meant to me. And then, as I