Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate by Caroline Above Story

Chapter 457

#Chatper 457-Preparations Ella

I jump almost out of my skin when Sinclair bangs through our bedroom door. I spin with the baby in my arms, my eyes wide. Sinclair’s clearly all worked up as he slams the door behind him, his eyes instantly fixed on me, looking me up and down.

“Why are you dressed like that?” he asks, his voice angry, though I can tell that he’s not mad at me he’s just worked up at what must have been a very stressful day.

“Like what?” I ask, looking down at myself. I’m wearing what I think is my most conservative dress – black, floor length with a little bit of a train behind me, with long sleeves and a crew neck that cuts across my collar bones, showing nothing beneath.

“Well, you look beautiful, Ella,” Sinclair bites out, glaring at me a little like it’s an accusation.

I blink at him for a moment, my eyebrows raising. “Is that a problem, Dominic?”

“Why are you all dressed up?” he growls, crossing to me.

“I just thought that I’d get ready, in case I am supposed to go to dinner – ”

“And you decided to wear that!?”

“Okay,” I say, keeping my voice calm and doing my very best to keep my own temper now, because my mate? He’s pushing it. I put one hand out, resting it against his chest. “All right, Dominic. I’m going to give you a minute now to rethink your words, and then we’ll start again.”

He narrows his eyes at me, not liking at all that I’m talking to him like a kindergartener. But I cock my head to the side, asking him to consider the irony that at this moment I need to talk to him like a kindergartener.

After a long moment he sighs and turns away from me, hanging his head and putting his hands on his hips. “I’m sorry,” he murmurs, pulling himself together. Then he drops his face in a hand. “It has been a long day, Ella.”

“Oh, sweetheart,” I murmur, taking a step forward and putting a hand on his back, stroking up and down, wanting to bring him comfort. “Tell me,” I say, and my mate turns and puts his arms around me as he tells me all about the meeting.

I sigh when he finishes. “I’m sorry, Dominic,” I say, looking up at him. “I know you tried.”

He shakes his head, looking down at me with his gorgeous green eyes. “It doesn’t matter what I tried – they’ve already decided.”

but knowing that he’s going to take the blame on himself no matter what logic presents

little, considering. “Does this mean

and turning me around. I do as his hands tell me to, spinning

I sigh in disappointment

I frown,

but my mate holds me still until he has the zipper

the Prince, accepting in your stead.” A shiver passes through me at the warmth of Sinclair’s palms against my shoulders, my upper

and frowning at him even as he tries to stop me. “I’m already dressed! I’m

you, Ella,” he says, gruff. “Don’t you have like, a dirty old

laugh but I take a step back from him, starting to pull my dress back on. ” Dominic! I’m not going to dinner with our enemy looking like a slob. This

into his pockets and raising a single eyebrow at me. “Ella, I was hard the moment I walked in the door and saw you in that

a dismissive hand, “But that’s every

growls, stepping towards me again, the predator in him

Because Sinclair – I like him like this.

pull my

baby from me. “But take it off

down inside. When that’s done, Sinclair stands by the bed and raises a hand, beckoning me closer with his fingers in a way that gets me even

says as I start to walk slowly

wanting to be in his arms as he shrugs off his suit jacket and starts to unbutton his shirt. “Dominic, you haven’t had to scent mark me in

goes a little dry

it, Ella,” he commands, his voice

to my shoulders and pushing at the dress, slipping it off my arms and

bed,” he orders, nodding to it, his voice brooking no

my dress and over to the bed. And then I slowly start to crawl across

rumbles in my mate’s chest as he watches me crawl to him, as I sit up with my knees apart, looking up at him with my

eyes down over my nearly-naked body. “If

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