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Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate by Caroline Above Story

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Accidental Surrogate for Alpha by Caroline Above Story Chapter 115

Chapter 115 – A New It Couple Emerges

Ella

Tears are streaming down Sinclair’s face as he relives his Mother’s death, and I’m doing my best not to

burst into outright sobs. My heart aches for the little boy he once was, and for the burden he obviously

still carries today. Hearing this story, I understand that his last conversation with his mother had truly

stayed with him over the years, shaping him into the man before me now.

“Afterwards, I learned that she’d gotten Roger out of the house only to realize that I wasn’t there.”

Sinclair continues, wiping his eyes. “She ran back in to get me, even though the guards tried to stop

her.” Sinclair relates, “So you see, that’s why Roger always blamed me… he wasn’t wrong. If I’d

listened to her the first time, if I’d gone outside when she told me to, she would still be alive now.”

“But Pancake wouldn’t.” I remind him thickly.

The corners of his mouth quirk up, “It was almost thirty years ago, baby. Pancake is long gone.”

“You know what I mean.” I chide him. “And your mother understood because you were doing exactly

what she was trying to teach you – to protect those more vulnerable than yourself.”

“I know.” He confesses. “I spent years in therapy, just trying to come to terms with the fact that it was

her choice. I was a child and couldn’t have understood the danger, and she didn’t have to come after

me.”

“But she was your mother, it wasn’t even a question for her.” I murmur, twining my limbs with his so he

can feel my solid weight in his arms. “She wanted you to live much more than she cared about her own

survival.”

He nods wordlessly, his eyes still distant, as if he hasn’t truly returned to the present. “I understand

that, but sometimes I still think that if it wasn’t for me, she never would have needed to make a choice

in the first place. My decision that day took her from Dad and Roger and the pack.”

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“Did you ever find out how the fire started?” I ask softly, running my fingers through the dark, thick locks

of his hair.

“In the weeks after the fire, it became clear that it was arson.” Sinclair explains hoarsely. “Dad was

away on pack business, and it was well known that Mom was home with the pups. We were never able

to prove it, but we always suspected the attack was political. King Xavier was on the throne then, and

my father was his right hand and next in line. All the politics that are playing out today – they were

already under way back then.”

“You think it was the King – the current one, I mean?” I inquire.

Sinclair sighs, his emotions less potent now that we’ve moved on to politics. “The problem with being

the biggest and baddest wolf around is that it puts a colossal target on your back. And the worse thing

is that you’re so hard to kill and people are often so afraid of taking you on directly, that they go after

your family instead.” Sinclair shares. “It might not be as effective as killing you, but Alphas who lose

their mate and pups rarely recover fully.”

Sinclair pauses to nuzzle my neck and caress my belly, as if reminding himself that Rafe and I are safe.

“It could have been anyone, but I actually think Xavier is a more likely suspect than the current king –

my father was younger and not quite strong enough yet to rule, but it was clear he would be soon.

Xavier didn’t have heirs and though he still had a lot of time left to try and make them, I think the writing

was already on the wall. My father was too strong and too well liked.”

“Dominic, if it was arson then it wasn’t your decision that took your mother, it was Xavier’s, or whoever

was responsible. It wasn’t some tragic accident, it was murder.” I argue, hating the guilt still dominating

my mate’s expression.

He gazes down at me tenderly. “You don’t have to worry, Ella. I’m okay – I forgave myself a long time

ago.”

“But Dominic, there’s nothing to forgive.” I insist, near tears again. “It wasn’t your fault.” I pull back far

enough to look into his emerald eyes. “I can tell you right now, that if it came down to me or Rafe, I

would choose him every time – even tiny as he is. And I wouldn’t ever want him to think that my

sacrifice wasn’t worth it, or to blame himself.”

“Shhh,” Sinclair tucks my head under his chin, stroking my spine. “It’s okay, little wolf. I know.”

“Stop comforting me! I’m supposed to be comforting you.” I complain. Trying and failing to wriggle free.

“You are.” Sinclair lies – the rat. “It comforts me just holding you this way.”

Settling, I decide to change tactics. “Do you have any idea how proud your mother would be, if she

could see you today?” I ask him softly, hoping to help ease his pain but speaking with complete

honestly. “You became exactly the man she hoped you would. You never lost sight of what matters

most, even when the whole world was working against you. You lead with love instead of fear, and you

don’t confuse strength with cruelty.”

“Now you’re just flattering me.” Sinclair rumbles with amusement.

“I’m not.” I bite back. “Do you remember when we first met, and you still thought I was a scheming gold

digger?”

“Oh yes, I’m sure that would have made my mother very proud.” Sinclair jokes.

“When you realized you were wrong, you owned up to your mistake.” I continue determinedly. “And

when you saw I was hurting, your first instinct was to hug me. You didn’t even think about it. I

remember being so shocked, because here was this huge, terrifying predator – and you held me more

gently and with more compa*sion than anyone in my entire life.”

A pleased purr vibrates beneath my hands. “You make me sound like my father, that’s exactly how I

used to think of him. He could go from being a grizzly to a teddy bear in the blink of an eye.”

“Exactly.” I confirm. “I wish you could see yourself the way I do, Dominic. If you could, you’d know I’m

not just trying to pump up your ego – which, for the record, I wouldn’t do because it’s already big

enough.” I quip, yelping when Sinclair pinches my bottom. “I’m telling you how proud your mother

would be, because I believe it with every fiber of my being.”

“Thank you, sweetheart.” Sinclair professes, kissing me. I eagerly return the gesture, tilting my head to

give him full reign of my mouth, and pressing my curves closer to his hard body.

We’re just starting to get carried away when a knock sounds at the door, and Hugo’s reluctant voice

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floats through the wood. “Alpha, it’s urgent.”

Sinclair reluctantly extracts himself from my arms, and strides to the door, as naked as the day he was

born. I hide my own nudity beneath the covers, burrowing deeper into my nest as the Beta stalks into

the room, not batting an eye at the scene awaiting him. Instead he goes straight to the TV console

against the far wall, clicking the remote and bringing the screen to life. He flips the channels until the

device lands on a breaking news report.

An image of Lydia and the Prince appears in the top left frame of a news report, above a headline

reading: No longer in mourning? The Prince spotted in Old Town with former Moon Valley Luna, Lydia

Sinclair.

My jaw drops, and my brain scrambles to piece together the implications of this news. I’m momentarily

distracted by the way the reporters identified Lydia using Sinclair’s name, feeling a rush of indignance

for this slight. I pull the sheets from the bed, wrapping them around my body and moving to Sinclair’s

side. He tucks me under his arm as Hugo increases the volume on the television.

“Mere weeks after the unspeakable tragedy of the Princess Angeline’s murder, her widower and

political candidate Prince Damon was seen out and about with Moon Valley’s former Luna. When

asked for a comment, the pair reported that they are just friends, sharing that Lydia stepped forward to

offer the Prince comfort in his time of need – being no stranger to tragedy herself.

Despite the platonic nature of their relationship, onlookers could help but notice how cozy the couple

appeared, with many expressing hope that the prominent she-wolf can offer the grieving Prince solace

at this difficult time. Are we witnessing a new it couple in the making? Is Lydia’s friendship with the

Prince going to throw off Dominic Sinclair’s campaign? And where is the Moon Valley Alpha and his

new mate Ella? The pair haven’t been seen publicly in weeks, and speculation is brewing. All this and

more, when we return.”

“Turn it off.” Sinclair rumbles, exhaling when the screen goes dark again. The three of us exchange

worried glances as the sound disappears, and I can tell we’re all thinking the same thing. “What the

actual fuck?”