Ella, I hear Sinclair sigh heavily next to me, murmuring “Ella…” But I ignore him, my eyes fasted on Hank, who blushes a deep red at the door and looks down at his shoes. I don’t say a word, though, or make this any easier on him. Instead, I wait patiently for an answer. “Cora…
Falling for the Alpha as a Surrogate Novel
Ella was dying for a baby of her own. But the fact was hard to take because, according medical tests, she had few viable eggs in body. Her infertility was not natural but due to the insidious plot worked out by her boyfriend Mike and her bestie Kate.
Extremely disappointed, Ella turned to her sister Cora, who worked in most exclusive sperm bank in the city, and accepted her advice to get inseminated to conceive.
After the insemination, however, Ella realized that the donor turned out to be Dominic Sinclair, the intimidating and powerful billionaire of the city.
Will this be a hap a mishap for Ella? Will she regret her decision after discovering Dominic Sinclair is not only a billionaire but also a werewolf alpha?
Chapter 298 – Falling for the Alpha as a Surrogate Novel
For the next two weeks, Sinclair and I don’t get much sleep. Instead, our precious. Darling. Wonderful. Amazing. Bundle. Of. Joy…tortures us until we’re basically mindless drones, trying to figure out what he wants and giving it to him as soon as possible. “Oh my god,” I say to Sinclair one night at three in…
Chapter 299 – Falling for the Alpha as a Surrogate Novel
“Welcome,” a priestess says, coming out of the temple and giving us a big smile. I return her smile eagerly, walking up the stairs carrying the car seat and introducing our party. She knows who we are, of course – nobody could mistake Sinclair for anyone else anymore, not with his face all over the…
Chapter 300 – Falling for the Alpha as a Surrogate Novel
Sinclair I move quickly through the paperwork that the priestess gives us, half of my attention on Ella and Cora across the room. Rafe isn’t hungry yet I know this for sure, and I know that Ella knows too. He ate on the way here, in the car. So, what he hell is she up…
Chapter 301 – Falling for the Alpha as a Surrogate Novel
Ella The morning of the moon ceremony finds me, unsurprisingly, in the kitchen. Eating. Rafe is with me this time, giggling happily as I dance happily around the room with him, singing about how delicious carrots are as I pour some baby carrots out from their bag onto a plate and begin to munch on…
Chapter 302 – Falling for the Alpha as a Surrogate Novel
“Well,” Henry answers, hesitating. ” Cora and Roger will see the prophecy.” My face falls a little when I realize the implications of this. “Really? Unfair,” I declare, pouting. Henry laughs a little along with me. “It will bring them closer to him, give them a bond.” “Well,” I sigh, “I want them to have…
Chapter 303 – Falling for the Alpha as a Surrogate Novel
Ella As a group, we head together into the darkness of the forest. “Did we have to go somewhere so creepy for this?” I ask Sinclair, looking warily around the woods. Usually my wolf thrills to be under the canopy of the trees, but today, I can feel her wary inside me.“It’s a sacred space,”…
Chapter 304 – Falling for the Alpha as a Surrogate Novel
Cora I’m a little out of breath when I finally catch up with Roger and Rafe, having had to work hard to keep up with his long wolf stride. “Rude,” I say when I finally come to a stop next to them. “You couldn’t have waited for me?” “I’m being rude?” Roger says, raising his…
Chapter 305 – Falling for the Alpha as a Surrogate Novel
Ella It feels like my sister has been gone with my baby for…hours. But in reality I know that it has been, at best, maybe half an hour. Still, while the rest of us mill around the dark forest, drinking champagne and waiting, I can’t keep myself from continuing to glance anxiously into the darkness….
Chapter 306 – Falling for the Alpha as a Surrogate Novel
Ella Two hours later, Sinclair and I welcome our friends back to our house for a casual breakfast and coffee or mimosas, according to preference to celebrate Rafe’s moonlight baptism. I can tell our guests are dragging – they’ve been up all night, after all – but spirits are high. “Wow,” I say, leaning back…