Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate by Caroline Above Story

#Chapter 455- Ella Gets a Note

Ella

I snatch the note out of my mate’s hand, muttering “he’s not my prince,” but no one really acknowledges the words as I tear the envelope open and eagerly read the short letter inside. When I see what it says, my eyebrows arch almost to my hairline.

“What is it?” Cora asks, leaning eagerly forward.

“He wants to…go to dinner,” I say, frowning a little.

“Dinner,” Sinclair says, frowning and sliding his hands into his pockets. ”

Why on earth would he want that? We have three more dinners with the Atalaxians scheduled over the next few nights, he could go to any one of those

“No, Dominic,” I say softly, looking up at him. “The note is only addressed to me.”

My mate goes still as my words, and their implications, sink in. And then his face goes dark.

“Okay!” Roger says in too-cheerful tones, wrapping his hands around Cora’s arms as he stands up, dragging her with him. “Time for us to go! It’s been a pleasure, Dom – we’ll see you later – ”

“What?” Cora gasps, fumbling to her feet and looking between Roger and me. “No, I want to stay!”

“Nope!” he says, moving her hastily for the door. “We’re out of here!”

“Roger, I’m in pajamas – ”

“If you don’t kill anyone, Cora, no one will care what you’re wearing -”

My eyes follow my protesting sister as Roger pulls her from the room, shutting the door behind them. And then my eyes snap up to my mate who glowers silently down at me, the only sounds in the room our little baby happily cooing next to us.

voice stern as

he’s pissed – I can tell by the stiffness of his shoulders, the tense set of every single

I’m not scared, not at all I didn’t do anything wrong to begin with, and he’d

and gather him close

to do?”

connection with the only

and I and I’m dying to know what it is. I want very much to go to this dinner and

this man apart for asking me to dinner – especially because Sinclair thinks

are rushing through his mind as well. But then he looses his breath and wraps an arm around my waist, pulling me

I shake my head, not letting him get out of it that easily. “I am your Queen, Dominic,” I say quietly. “I am done taking things into my own hands for now. If you want me to go, and to see what I can do to make a connection with Atalaxia, or if I can learn anything new from him, I’ll do it.

can’t help but smile a little.

Sinclair moves his thumb to my mouth, tracing the line of my lower lip with

think on it,” he

about?” I ask softly,

of my scent, apparently relishing it, “of ripping him to shreds for daring to ask you

earning a little smile from my mate. “Dominic,” I say, shaking

didn’t

I say, laughing.

at me a little, “maybe you

as flush as it can against his with the baby in my arms. “First you tell me that you’d prefer I didn’t kill the enemies, now you’re telling me not to be nice? Honestly, Dominic, mixed messages over here –

to my shoulder and then down my back, “you just stay in bed, all the time? Then no foreign princes will ever hit on you, and I’ll get

Sinclair growls in response and lowers his mouth to mine, kissing me roughly, claiming me as his. I

little frantic suddenly, wondering how to simultaneously get the baby to his crib while continuing to kiss my mate, because no part

his face from mine,

panting a little as