Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate (PDF) novel Chapter 353

Chapter 353 Thrones A Prince of Two

Ella

“Um, excuse me,” Roger says, and Sinclair and I – mutually surprised snap our attention to him. ” Obviously,” he says, pointing a slow hand between the air between him and his brother, “the question of why the Sinclair blood was desired is the only one with the clear answer – ”

“Oh my god, Roger,” Sinclair murmurs, leaning back in his chair and raising a hand to cover his face, exhausted.

“The quality of these genetics,” Roger continues, grinning, “I mean, who wouldn’t want these babies -”

“Not me, anymore,” Cora quips, folding her arms over her chest and smirking at Roger with a raised brow.” Baby for sale! Highest bidder!”

“You’re worth millions,” Roger whispers towards Cora’s stomach, leaning his head low to pretend to speak to the baby. “Don’t let them undersell you -”

“Enough,” Sinclair snaps, though he does it half-heartedly. I can’t help but laugh a little, and honestly, when I consider it, I can’t disagree. I look at the proof still curled up in Sinclair’s arms.

“We did make a stone-cold cutie,” I say, leaning over to run a fond finger down my baby’s belly. “If mean Uncle Xandy was going for good looks, he certainly picked the right stud.”

Sinclair pulls his hand away from his face and shakes his head a little at me, as if he can’t believe that I, too, am making jokes at this time. But I smile up at him and shrug one shoulder. If we can’t laugh, what the hell are we doing in this life? And then I send a little pulse of love down the bond, letting Sinclair know that I appreciate him and. am taking it seriously.

I just also need…well, a little bit of lightness, sometimes, to balance all of the horrible things that have happened on the way to bringing our wonderful baby into the world. Sinclair nods, understanding, and sends me his own pulse of love right back.

“Our best guess,” Henry says, softly bringing this conversation back on track, “is that Xander…he never meant for Dominic to ever know that you were pregnant, Ella. It was by chance that Dominic was in the clinic that day – that he sensed the child in you. A wonderful mistake for us, considering the result, but very bad luck for him.”

“God,” I breathe, looking over at my mate and my baby. “I can’t imagine….if I had just gone through this thinking I was a human, giving birth to a twelve- pound baby before six months had pa*sed…and then, so soon after that, someone coming to steal him away…”

“I would have found you,” Sinclair promises me, reaching out to brush his knuckles against my cheek. “There’s no way I wouldn’t have. This was meant to be. The Goddess had her hand in it as well.”

“I know,” I say, believing him. “But… if that was Xander’s plan…”

“Yes,” he agrees. “It would have been …awful.”

“But really,” Cora says, sitting forward. “Beyond the desire for genetically blessed, gorgeous kids,” she says, smirking at her mate, “what is the rationale for choosing a powerful werewolf like Sinclair?” she asks. “I mean, why not any other wolf? Why not,” she hesitates, looking to the man at her side, “well, why not Roger? Same genetic package…”

“I think,” Henry says, interrupting Roger, who opens his mouth to say something smart but closes it when his father sends a little look his way, “that Xander was working towards a dual claim to the throne. That Xander was betting that Dominic would beat Damon and take the throne next, and that if Xander were able to kidnap and raise a child who had not only Xavier’s blood, but Dominic’s as well…”