Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate by Caroline Above Story

#Chapter 442- A Private Chat

Ella

My face falls into stern, cold lines as I see my uncle step forward. He was invited to this party, of course, as part of the delegation – but honestly, after our stern message to the Atalaxians about how he was not welcome, I’m surprised that he was willing to attend.

I look up at Sinclair and follow his hard gaze towards his security team, which nods to him, assuring him that they fully vetted Xander, ensuring that he held no weapons or means of hurting us.

And considering that my mate is a weapon himself and could tear this man to pieces as easily as breathing, I suppose that there’s nothing to worry about either way. Still, I tighten my arms around my child and feel Sinclair bristle behind me, his hackles rising.

Inside me, my wolf has her teeth fully bared, snapping, eager to sink her teeth into this terrible man.

I don’t bother to calm her. Her rage is justified.

Perhaps sensing the effect he has on us, Xander smiles a little smugly and steps forward just one step, giving us a deep bow.

“Your highnesses,” he says, his voice clear and precise. “I come to offer you my congratulations on your ascension to the throne and the naming of your heir. It is…quite an accomplishment.”

yes, it is a wonderful day – though one darkened by your presence. I’ll ask you to leave now, Xander. You are not welcome here, despite the protection of the

wanted a chance to see

or acknowledge my presence?” I snap, riled despite myself. “Your own

words or to look at me, his eyes still on Rafe. “My focus

Then I take two steps forward, interposing myself between myself and Rafe so that Xander forced to look at me. When he bends

cold as ice. ” You will look at me, Xander. I

my queen,” he hisses, his eyes finally meeting

not matter to me,” I say, dismissive, and then – without really realizing what I’m doing – I access my gift. I don’t close my eyes to do it this time, instead allowing the lavender calmness to radiate from me, to reach out towards him. I can see it, the lavender tint that the air around us

hissing as my gift touches him, as he feels it begin to

And

who your Queen is, or what country you call home. I can see it within you – the cancer is taking hold, spreading throughout.

a frightened step from me. “You are a witch – like all women

your short life, Xander,” I say with a sigh, turning away from him and returning to Sinclair’s side, taking my child back into my arms. “We need not bother killing you. You’ll

cursed me

“Now go away. We have

stiffens at this, his eyes flashing as he looks between Sinclair and I. “My property – “he growls. “You

turn my eyes to Sinclair’s guards and nod. Instantly, they come forward and grab Xander by the arms, dragging him away. He makes a fuss,

a moment as I turn towards Sinclair, resting my head against his chest. “Are you all right?” he murmurs, running

a deep breath. Then I look up at him. ” I’m sorry – did I…I don’t want to cause an international incident. I hope

lips. “You did perfectly, Queen,” he says, running

the open door to a