Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate - Season 5 Episode 100

“No,” Sinclair says, getting out of bed and grabbing his phone from the nightstand as he does so. “I can’t live like this, Ella. I’m calling Roger, I have to know.”

“Dominico!” I say, laughing and grabbing at him, trying to grab the hem of his pajamas and failing because I have a sleeping baby in my arms and another one pressed warmly to my side. “Don’t come back!”

“I just!” he says, pressing the phone to his ear and running a frantic hand through his hair. “You’re telling me there’s drama in his life, but it’s no big deal and it’s just girl stuff? What the hell am I supposed to do with that for the next twenty years!?”

“You’re supposed to sit up,” I say, laughing harder now and patting the mattress on his side of the bed, still warm from his delicious body heat. “Honestly, if this is how you react after all of our daughters’ baptisms, we won’t be having them anymore…”

Sinclair sighs and pulls the phone away from his face, flopping down onto the bed. “Fine,” he sighs. “Just guys, after this.”

“Mmkay, sweetheart,” I murmur, even as my mind wanders back to the vision my mother’s priests gave me so long ago. We have two more on the way, a boy and a girl, I think. But who knows what their own future will be.

“I’m glad you came to your senses and got off the phone,” I murmur, moving myself and my two children closer to him, my voice a little smug.

“I didn’t,” Sinclair murmurs, wrapping an arm around my shoulders. “Roger just didn’t answer.”

I smile at him and shake my head. “Why can’t you just take the good news as it is? Human families don’t know anything when their children are born, and Roger and Cora told us that Ariel has an amazing life. Drama is going to happen whether you know what it is or not.”

“Well, you know what it is,” he says, sending me a sad little look.

“I don’t,” I say, laughing and resting my head on his shoulder. “Cora knows and she’s sworn Roger to secrecy. Ariel’s life is her business. I think we should be grateful to know that both of our children will grow up healthy and happy.”

“I know,” Sinclair sighs, pulling me closer, relaxing and allowing himself to feel his tiredness, finally, as the morning light streams around the curtains we’ve drawn so we can get some sleep. He turns his head and kisses my hair after a moment, making me smile as I look down at my baby, my thumb tracing long strokes along my beautiful son’s cheek.

We stay like this for a long moment, peace and contentment radiating through the four of us and along our bonds.

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“Dominic,” I say quietly, my mind spinning gently. “What do you think? If you had the chance… would you want to know? What did your godmother see, what did the Goddess explain to you?”

“What do you mean?” he murmurs, and I turn my head to look at him, smiling when I see his eyes moving between our two perfect children.

“I mean,” I say after a long moment, and his green eyes shift to me. “If you… had a chance. Knowing that… your first mating would eventually fail. But there was me, on the other side. And all the confusion at the beginning when we met and I was already pregnant with your child, and everything we went through, and the two beautiful children at the end…”

“Aside from a wonderful partnership,” he murmurs, pulling me close and kissing my cheek, “which, honestly, is my favorite part…”

“Even more than the kids!?” I gasp and my mouth opens slightly.

“I mean, kids,” he says, shrugging like they’re no big deal, which makes me laugh. But then he stiffens a little as he realizes something, raising his eyes to glare at me a little. “Wait, are you saying you like kids more than me!?”

My laughter breaks out now as I shake my head at him. “No, Dominic. I think… I mean, I think we both mean the same thing. It’s our little family that comes out of it all, and each part is wonderful individually, and of course, you’re the center of it all for me. You’re… you’re my partner, my love.” I shake my head and smile at him. “The center of my universe. But the whole universe we’ve built, Dominic, is wonderful.”

“That’s exactly what I mean and how I feel,” he says with a steady sigh, tilting my face up to press a soft kiss to my mouth. “You just say it so much better than I can.”

“Well,” I say, tossing my hair back over my shoulders haughtily. “I have a way with words.”

“Mmhmm,” he hums, dipping his head slightly to place a kiss on the underside of my jaw and then my neck, sending a shiver through me. “Among other things.”

I smile and wait for her to lift her head again and look me in the eyes again. “So?” I say, pushing, really waiting for her answer. “What do you think? If your godmother had seen all this, would you have wanted to know?”

He takes a deep breath and thinks about it. “Well,” he says contemplatively, “on the one hand, it would have saved me a lot of stress and sadness at certain points in my life, to know that this was waiting for me, that this was the true and wonderful hand that The Goddess was waiting to deal for me.”

He relays a few memories to me through the link in an instant to explain what he means when he says a lot of stress and sadness. I see the loss of his mother, the years he spent tortured, pining for his first partner when she was with Roger, and then his tumultuous marriage, wanting a child and never being blessed with one, the marriage bond he ultimately rejected. Then the years after that I felt just… empty. And then meeting me, and wanting me, and wanting our child but not knowing what it meant, having a child with a woman he thought was human…

I nod, truly understanding. “It would have helped,” I say. And then I do the same, passing on my own memories. The horrible years with only Cora at my side, when we each had to play mother and sister to each other. The horrible years without knowing when I was at my darkest, and then my terrible ex-boyfriend, who I truly thought I loved, but who betrayed me so deeply. The terrible longing for a child I thought I would never have…

“But,” Sinclair says, looking deep into my eyes and passing the warm balm of his love over our bond with me, erasing those terrible memories. “As much as it would have been nice to know what was in store for us, Ella… it’s important to me that we chose this and fought for it, every step of the way. That it wasn’t just a fate given to us by the Goddess. That even if it was meant to be… we wanted it, we wanted each other. We would have chosen this life anyway, even if it wasn’t meant to be.”

Tears slide down my cheeks as I nod, because now he’s the one saying it correctly.

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“I would choose you, Dominic,” I say, my voice shaking with my love for him. “In a thousand lifetimes, a thousand chances to make the same choices, I would do it all over again.”

He shakes his head as tears fill his own eyes and he leans forward, pulling me closer to him as he somehow miraculously manages not to crush our children between us as he holds me tightly in his arms.

“Then I guess it wouldn’t matter,” he murmurs against my hair as I breathe back my tears and nod. “Know or not? I have you now and our wonderful life, and it’s worth everything we paid to get here. You’re my everything, problem.”

And I laugh, stepping back a little and shaking my head and even smiling at her. “I think we’re forced now,” I say, pointing at our little daughter, “to pass the nickname ‘trouble’ completely on to Ariel.”

“No,” Sinclair says, smiling at me as he runs his thumbs over my cheeks, wiping away all my tears. “She may be a problem as a baby, but you’ll always be my problem. And you’ll always be mine.”

And I nod and smile softly at him, because… well, because that feels perfect.

“What about this one?” I say, running my hand through Rafe’s soft hair, smiling at his small body pressed against me, his mouth slightly open, his long dark eyelashes against his chubby cheeks. “He’s not a problem?”

“This little guy?” Sinclair says, smiling as he reaches out a hand to rub his son’s back. “No way, he’s too sweet to cause trouble. He’ll be the best kid.”

“You’ll have to teach him to act tough,” I say with a small laugh, “or everyone will notice him and take advantage of his tender heart.”

“No problem,” Sinclair says with a smile. “We’ll build you a suit of steel armor to protect that sweet heart of yours.”

I smile as I look at my son, but my mind is on his father, who is very much the same. My beloved Alpha, probably the scariest and most powerful man in the world, but also the kindest person I have ever met. A good king, an even better mate, a wonderful father.

God, how did I get so lucky?

“I love you, Dominic,” I sigh, resting my head against his and closing my eyes. NôvelDrama.Org exclusive content.

“I love you too, Ella,” he murmurs back, his arm still holding me tight as we both drift off to sleep, our much-loved, much-wanted perfect child sleeping between us. Our wonderful, newborn baby girl was still nestled against my arm.

And even though I know I shouldn’t let myself fall asleep like this, that I should put Rafe in his crib and Ariel in his bassinet,

That Dominic and I should go to bed and sleep stretched out so we don’t wake up with a sore neck.

That I’ll be up in twenty minutes anyway when Ariel cries, needing to be fed or changed.

Okay. I let myself fall asleep anyway. Because everything is so perfect right now in this moment that not a single part of me wants to disturb it.

And so, snuggled warmly against my partner with my arms around the children I always dreamed of having but thought I’d never be able to, I sleep in complete peace, content knowing that when I wake up?

This will be the beginning of the rest of my wonderful life, one I’m so excited to be able to live with my Alpha by my side.

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