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.

I say, my voice stern as I slowly

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

I didn’t do anything wrong to begin with, and he’d never hurt me. But still, I don’t

quite calmly, I reach for the baby and gather him close to my chest before

want me to do?” I

myself? I want to go. I’m not only eager to make a connection with the only Atalaxian who has even hinted that he might

and I’m dying to know what it is. I want

And he is about ready to tear this man apart for asking me

my face, I can tell all of these thoughts are rushing through his mind as well. But then he looses his breath and wraps an arm around my waist, pulling me close to him as he softly raises a hand

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

little, his arm tightening, and even though I know he’s upset I can’t help but smile a little.

moves his thumb to my mouth, tracing the line of my

me think on

there to think about?” I ask softly,

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

my mate. “Dominic,” I say,

didn’t

all growly!” I say, laughing. ” I’m nice

at me a little, “maybe you should be a

body lines 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,

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

our bond. Sinclair growls in response and lowers his mouth to mine, kissing me roughly, claiming me as his. I open my mouth to him, eagerly

the baby to his crib

and lifts his face from mine, even though

panting a little as he looks down