Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate (PDF) novel Chapter 184

Accidental Surrogate for Alpha by Caroline Above Story Chapter 184

Ella

Darkness, terror, pain – my wolf being torn away.

Blinding light, loss… emptiness.

I wake screaming, for the sixth day in a row. It’s been a week since Leon uncovered the memory of having my wolf bound, and every night has pa*sed in the same exhausting pattern. I stay awake as long as possible, until I can no longer keep my eyes open, and then there is no time to consider calling my mate. The demons descend the moment I relax my defenses, and I’m helpless to keep them at bay.

Phil!ppe rushes in, a familiar look of worry on his face. His eyes go straight to me rather than scanning the room for threats, because by now he’s learned that the greatest threats are in my head. “Are you okay?” He asks, frowning.

I nod, sitting up in my nest and pushing the blankets away, “It’s just more of the same.”

My phone rings at my bedside, and I take a deep breath before answering Sinclair’s call. “Good morning, mate.”

“Good morning, trouble.” He rumbles warmly, “You missed another dream date:”

“I know,” I say regretfully. “Im sorry, I’ve just been so exhausted that I fall asleep before I can think about dreams.” In truth the nightmares claim me before I can hear my mate’s calls, but I’ll be damned if I’m going to admit that to the overprotective Alpha.

Phil!ppe scowls disapprovingly, crossing his arms over his c.hest in obvious admonition for my lie. I shoot him a warning glare to keep his mouth shut, and he offers me one final glower before retreating from the room so we can finish our call in private.

“Turn on your camera, baby.” Sinclair instructs, “I want to see you.

I do as he asks, hoping I don’t have dark circles beneath my eyes. “Where are you now?” I ask, leaning back against my pillows.

His handsome face appears on the screen, deep green eyes drinking me in like a blind man who’s only just regained his sight. Sinclair is still abed as well, and I can see a hint of his bare c.hest at the bottom of the feed, his muscles flexing and relaxing as he gets comfortable. “The White Claw territory.” Sinclair answers, sounding drowsy still. “

This Alpha is a tricky one – very cunning and difficult to read. He’s unpredictable too, and I’m not sure how to best approach him.”

“His past politics don’t give any hint?” I ask, feeling more awake than my mate seemns. “His voting record?”

“It’s all over the board.” Sinclair explains, “And he’s not one for deals and alliances. He votes based on what’s best for his pack, but it isn’t clear how he decides his priorities.”

“You can always play the Damon will set his sights on Vanara once he conquers the continent’ card, or point out the resource strain of accepting sO many refugees.” I suggest, rubbing my belly.

Once again, Rafe had been startled and upset by my nightmares, but hearing his father’s voice always Works wonders – possibly because it calms me every bit as much as it does him.

“Both good ideas.” Sinclair murmurs, “But I don’t really want to talk strategy right now, baby.”

“Oh, what do you want to talk about?” I inquire slyly, “summit plans? The refugee camp? What color dress I should get for the ball?”

Sinclair chuckles, “Imp. How about we discuss why on earth you’re wearing clothes in my bed?”

“Hey this is my nest.” I correct him saucily. “And besides, you’re not here. Just because you want me n.aked all the time

“I’d certainly like to see you n.aked now.” Sinclair interjects, his voice low and husky. His arm is moving just out of frame, and from the hungry glint in his eye, I can tell he’s stroking himself.

“Hmm, I don’t know.” I tease, fiddling with the strap on my nightdress. “I seem to remember a certain bossy wolf telling me that my pleasure belongs to him. and forbidding me from touching myself because it’s his responsibility as my màte.”I pull down the fabric to expose one of my b.reasts, cupping the sensitive mound in my hand as I admire my mate. “I think if I were n.aked and I had the sight of such a gorgeous, virile Alpha in front of me like this … I would be very tempted to misbehave.”

“Is that so?” Sinclair inquires darkly, his wolf eyes flashing.

I bite my lower l!p and nod. “I can’t help myself.” I confess, revealing my other b.reast and shimmying out of my nightgown. I lift the phone so he can see my fingers training down over my belly and between my legs. “It’s been so long since I felt your touch, Dominic.” I might be doing this for show, but it’s only too true. My wolf has been going crazy without affection from her mate, and I wasn’t far from taking matters into my own hands as it was. I gently circle my swollen cl!t with my fingertips, my eyes falling closed with delight.

Sinclair growls, sending a delicious shiver down my spine, “Naughty mate.” He croons, “If I didn’t know any better I’d think you were trying to earn yourself a spanking. But I’l forgive this much because I’m away, just as long as you don’t go any further.”