Accidental Surrogate for Alpha novel Chapter 145

Sinclair

As soon as Hugo walks into the room, I thrust Ella behind me, a vicious snarl on my lips. My wolf is on high alert from having claimed his mate so recently, his possessive instincts spinning out of control and stronger than I’ve ever experienced. She’s mine. He thinks angrily, He shouldn’t even be allowed to look at her. I can’t even process my beta’s words, because I’m too preoccupied with guarding Ella – despite the fact that I know my old friend isn’t any threat. Still there’s no reasoning with a protective wolf, and all mine knows is that another male is in the vicinity of my precious, breeding mate.

Ella, troublemaker that she is, only wriggles her way back into my lap, putting herself between me and the target of my wrath. She pulls my glowing eyes down to her own, both of her small hands framing my face. I glower at the insolent creature, not all pleased that she’s stopping me from attacking the interloper, but Ella stares back with unwavering calm. Stop being ridiculous. Her silken voice sounds in my head. It’s only Hugo, and I don’t have eyes for anyone but you.

It’s not your eyes I’m worried about. My wolf replies grumpily. He’d be a fool not to want you and he can’t have you. I lower my mouth to her fresh, red mark, breathing in her scent and gently nibbling her tender skin. Mine, mine, mine. A noticeable shiver runs down Ella’s spine, and my wolf puffs out his chest with masculine pride. Naughty mate, I rumble, positively crowing when she shudders again and the scent of her arousal wafts up to me. Her body might be exhausted, but her wolf is as insatiable as my own. Challenging me, pretending to be all can and reasonable when you crave my dominance every bit as much as I need to exert it. Come on, let me bite him just a little – a warning bite, so he remembers who you belong to.

You’re impossible. Ella’s amused voice accuses, tempting me to turn her over my knee and remind her who’s in charge. If I want to attack my Beta, who is she to stop me? Doesn’t she realize how special she is, how invaluable? Besides, he said there was a problem. We need to hear him out – what if the Prince is getting ready to stage another attack. He must be furious that we thwarted his plan.

This thought brings reason crashing down, subduing my wolf and focusing my attention back on Hugo, who’s been watching our silent exchange with understanding but also quickly waning patience. “What is it?” I demand, snuggling Ella a little closer.

“We just got a report that the Current is getting ready to publish a story about Ella’s background.” Hugo announces, referencing one of the few newspapers in Moon Valley that aligns politically with the Prince. “Apparently the Prince sent his spies to the shadow pack to investigate her past… and they figured out that we’ve been lying about her identity. They don’t know she’s a human, but they know we haven’t been honest.”

“What?” I hiss, horrified and devastated by the fear and guilt I feel radiating from Ella. I instinctively begin to purr, but when I look down at my mate she’s frozen in place, her beautiful gold eyes wide with horror. “How did this happen?”

“I don’t know.” Hugo sighs, “If I had to guess I’d say this is another of Lydia’s schemes – because of the timing if nothing else.”

I let out a volley of ferocious swears, interrupting my purring and startling Ella. My wolf whines in regret and I move my hand to her round belly, checking on our pup. I feel a tiny pulse of unease, and immediately resume my purrs, not speaking again until both mother and child have relaxed. “I should have killed that bitch when I had the chance.” I continue a moment later, “What’s the Current’s angle?”

Hugo looks reluctant to speak, but eventually he says, “that you’ve been running a morality campaign and the entire time you’ve been lying to the people and the Alpha council. They’re suggesting your entire relationship is a fraud and that Ella is a paid surrogate – they want to know if you have a comment.”

“Can we stop it?” I ask. I own some shares in the paper, but I’m afraid that my economic holdings won’t do much good if the pack turns against me. “Do you know if anyone else has hold of the story?”