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 mother

wipe the tears from his face, as I see him look around at everyone in wonder

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 swear, my feet start to move faster of their own volition, eager to carry me to his

though I didn’t mean for them to see it – the crowd loves it, and cheers harder. I laugh at this too, reaching out a hand for Sinclair when I come to the end of the aisle and climb the three short steps up to

pulls me to his side. “I tried

my

standing straight at his side. Because he’s right – as much as I

They’ll just have to make do with

that’s all

us. When he reaches the end Henry makes a short detour up the little ramp that we had built for him as Cora and Roger

as fast as the previous meeting was

our fine city – a 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 this nation and its

human kind together. One that is done the mayor hands Sinclair a scepter that

roars their approval. He faces them all and looks around smiling, nodding deeply to let them know that he accepts his new position with the gravity that it is due. The cheer goes on for a long time

a few moments, but when the crowd dies down Sinclair turns towards the throne, accepting from one of the aids another

my face settling into serious lines now as I

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

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

peace, and my will. You are the greatest joy of my life and the best gift I can give to my people is to have

impulsively pressing a hand again to my heart that I hope shows how much his words have meant to me. And then, as I bow to my King, my mate, and before