Accidental Surrogate for Alpha novel Chapter 135

Sinclair

After waking from my dream with Ella, I immediately get to work trying to find a way into the Royal Palace. I’m hopeful that Ella might be able to find a way out on her own, but I’m leaving nothing to chance. I call Adolpho and my father for insights on secret passages while Hugo and Roger assemble a small army of our best fighters. None of us have slept much since the battle, and I know this is another of Lydia’s tactics. The Prince and his men will be well rested and fully energized, while mine will be running on fumes. Still, Ella and the baby are all the motivation I need to push through my exhaustion.

Adolpho tells me about a tunnel near the river which can help us breach the Palace without a loud, violent assault bound to draw attention from the public and the media alike. This is good – it was going to be hard to explain why the Moon Valley Alpha was sending forces to attack the Royal Residence, but I’d been willing to do it if there were no other options. When I share this logic with my father, he frowns thoughtfully, and I pause. “What is it?”

“Are you sure you want to keep this quiet?” He questions, rubbing his jaw. “Maybe this is the opportunity we’ve been waiting for, to show the world Damon’s true colors. No one would blame you for attacking if they knew the Prince kidnapped your mate, and after you defended the territory against the rogues so valiantly – no one would accuse you of being weak for calling him out.”

I consider his words carefully. We’ve always kept our shadow war with the royal family secret because accusations without proof or action are more likely to backfire than make progress. However this time there’s been plenty of action, and the early “all clear” along with Ella’s testimony and injuries could be the proof we need. I don’t know what happened to her guards’ bodies and we checked the CCTV cameras in the area of the accident only to find all the footage erased, but we might not need a smoking gun if we can get Ella back safely.

We will get her back safely. My wolf corrects me fiercely. And then we should kill Damon and Lydia both. Just think of the possibilities, he suggests slyly, gearing up for a bloodthirsty rant. We can tear off all his fingers and shove them up…

I tune out the violent images suddenly filling my mind. Not for the first time, I’m surprised at my wolf’s willingness to harm our fated mate, but I can’t help sharing his desire to exterminate the Prince. Granted, this is another idea which has historically been very tempting, but I’ve held back for much of the same reasons. Shaking my head, I groan, “I fucking hate politics.”

Dad’s lip quirks, “Care to share your train of thought?”

“If I accuse him without doing anything about it, I’m weak. But if I kill him without authorization from the Alpha Council, then I’m an anti-government rogue – a usurper.” I explain gruffly. “Sometimes I think the old ways were better. No diplomacy, no voting – just taking the power which is rightly yours.”

My father clears his throat and arches his brows, patiently waiting for me to work through my frustration and reach the right conclusion on my own. “I know, I know!” I gripe. “That’s what they did. That’s the kind of ruler from which we’re trying to protect the united packs. But it still makes me want to rip my hair out. I hate that we have to play by the rules just to prove ourselves worthy of the position they stole through flouting them at every turn.”

“But we do, because at the end of the day our responsibility is to do right by the people, and we can’t do that if we get exiled or deposed.” Dad reasons calmly.

This reminder, more than any of the possible implications for my campaign, makes the decision for me. “And I have to do right by Ella, which I can’t do if I get distracted with the politics. The most important thing is bringing her safely home, and that means I have to go with the plan which gives us the best chance of doing that. It’s riskier to stage a full on incursion. The surest bet we have is to sneak in through the evacuation tunnels and keep a low profile.”