Filed To Story: Falling for the Alpha as a Surrogate Novel
“But he believes himself to have been insulted. I don’t think he’s going to take it lightly. And quite frankly, I think he was egged on by some of our constituents tonight. I think…”
he sighs, looking down at his shoes, ashamed,
“honestly, I’m sorry, but I think they wanted to set him off like this.”
I sigh deeply, suddenly worried, but I don’t miss Roger and Sinclair carefully assessing Calvin as my mind races, trying to figure out what to do.
“Let’s go,”
Cora says, nodding towards the door and taking my hand. ”
There’s no point in standing here worried. Let’s go back to the room where we know we’re safe, where we can find out what’s going on and regroup – ”
“Cora,”
I say, frowning up at her. ”
We’re not going to drag you away from your wedding reception – ”
“Oh,”
she says, waving a dismissive hand and rolling her eyes.
“Don’t get me wrong, Ella, this has been amazing but come on, you know that none of this really mattered to me. I’d much rather get the baby back to the room, where we can feel safe.”
I bite my lip, hesitating, but Roger is at her side in a second.
“She’s right, Ella,”
he says, glancing around at the party. I look around too and see that Sinclair is having a private word with Calvin, thanking him for his help. My eyes stick to them, worried, but I pull my gaze away with a sigh.
“You’re sure?”
I ask, honestly thinking that it would make me happiest.
“This party is going on all night with or without us,”
Roger says with a grin. ”
Honestly, no one will notice that we’re gone.”
“All right,”
I breathe as Sinclair comes back to our side with a sigh. ”
Everything okay with the prince?”
I ask.
He nods to me and looks around at our little group.
“To the rooms?”
“War command,”
Roger says, giving a firm nod. I’ll get dad and meet you there.
And with that, the four of us put the wedding behind us and head out, ready to take on whatever Xander is bringing for us next.
Because we all know it – Xanders’ got something up his sleeve.
He didn’t come here to celebrate.
He came to take his last shot.
And the Atalaxians? They’re letting him.
Ella
Sinclair walks Cora and I swiftly back to our suite of rooms, Rafe still bundled safely in Cora’s arms. When we get there, Sinclair gives me a swift kiss on my head, already looking down the hall.
“I’m going to catch up with Roger,”
he murmurs.
“We’ll send dad to you whenever we find him -”
“Why,”
I say, grabbing his hand, worried.
“Why don’t you all just come here?”
Sinclair shakes his head as he looks down at me.
“We need eyes on Xander we have to talk to the staff, see if anyone knows where he went. I promise – we’ll both come to you as soon as we have more information. All right?”
I bite my lip but I nod, not liking it but trusting him. With his own nod of assurance, Sinclair strides away.
“Come on, bride,”
I say, pushing the door open to my room and allowing Cora to sweep through with my baby and her long train.
“Let’s get you changed into something more comfortable.”
“Oh, thank goodness,”
Cora sighs.
“I mean, this dress is fantastic, but it’s heavy.”
“Oh, you poor thing, in fifty pounds of silk and satin,”
I murmur sarcastically, kicking off my heels and leading all of us into the closet. Before I do anything, though, I take my sweet baby from my sister and lower him down into the wheeled bassinet that’s waiting there for him. I’ll transfer him to his real crib later, but he’s perfectly happy taking a little nap here before I change him.
“He’s such an easy baby,”
Cora says with a sigh as I move behind her and start to un-do all of the buttons that run down her back.
“How did you get so lucky?”
“He’s just an angel,”
I say, my voice overly doting, making us laugh.
“But seriously,”
I say,
“I think wolf babies are just different. A lot less crying, a lot more understanding between parents and child even when they’re that young. It’s incredibly convenient.”
“I hope that’s true,”
Cora says, her hand absently going to her own stomach.
“I don’t have as much patience as you, so if this kid isn’t as easy as Rafey here?
We’re going to have trouble.”
“You’ll be great,”
I say, grinning at her as I finish with the buttons and she starts to shimmy out of the dress. As she does I move to lift the soft white sweatsuit I had made for her off the shelf. Cora gasps when she sees it.
“Ella!”
she says, hands on her hips.
“You didn’t!”
“It says Mrs. Sinclair on the back,”
I say, grinning and handing it to her.
“It’s too much,”
she says, sighing and waving her hand.
“Honestly, Ella, you keep it – you’re Mrs. Sinclair too! And you’ve given us too much already with all of this -”
“Oh stop,”
I say, rolling my eyes and grinning, pressing it into her hands.
“If you don’t think I had my own made just like it, you’re crazy.”
She laughs at that, taking the outfit and starting to pull it on.
“Well, it’s very soft.”
“I know,”
I say, unzipping my own dress and reaching for some soft clothes myself.
“Plus, we get to have the same name now, officially. Isn’t that cool?”
“Oh,”
she says, going a bit still, realizing it.
“Oh wow, for the first time in our lives,”
she says, laughing.”
Sisters in name in addition to genetics and friendship.”
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