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

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

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 me.

I didn’t mean for them to see it – the crowd loves it, and cheers harder. I laugh at this too, reaching

still laughing as he takes my hand and pulls me to

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

chest and letting him hug me before taking a deep breath and standing straight at

to make do with regular

all they really want

and dignified as he makes his way towards us. When he reaches the end Henry makes a short detour up the

as fast as the previous meeting

– a wolf – to together perform the ceremony. Sinclair and I turn towards them and he goes to one

smile, watching him make his vow, especially the words that we had changed, which promise explicitly to protect and serve both wolf and human kind together. One that is

the gravity that it is due. The cheer goes on for a long time and I send Sinclair a little pulse of joy. He turns to me then, taking my hand and

the throne, accepting from

find my face settling into serious lines now as I

crown and it really 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 making to the people of this nation to care for

true. I tilt my chin up to my love, my mate, holding his gaze as he lifts the crown above my

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

again to my heart that I hope shows how much his words have meant