Accidental Surrogate for Alpha - Chapter 151: Chapter 151
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Ella
The journey to the hidden territories was swift once we reached the coast.
We boarded a small plane and ascended into the heavens at top speed, and I swear Sinclair didn’t relax until we were cruising at 30,000 feet. I didn’t realize how tense he’d been even after we left Moon Valley, until we were out of danger and his muscles finally unwound.
The flight took more than six hours, though I slept most of the way. When we finally landed Sinclair gently untangled our bodies, which instantly woke me. I emit a sleepy moan, looking up at him blearily. “Are we there?”
“Yes,” He confirms, leaning over to cup my cheek. “But stay here until I can make sure
Without another word, he disappears out the door with his men, descending the small staircase leading down to the tarmac. I lurch to my feet, moving to the windows to look outside. My first glimpse of the hidden territories takes my breath away; the horizon is dominated by a glittering lake, framed beneath the towering peaks of snow-capped mountains. At the center of the lake, looking as though it’s floating on the water, is an opulent city which is only visible at certain angles. The rest of the time it looks like
Eager to get out and explore, I quickly spy my mate, prowling around the area with Hugo and our guards to make sure no danger is hiding just out of sight. In the distance I can also see a line of shiny cars waiting for us, and I roll my eyes.
Overprotective wolves.
I emerge from the plane and breathe in the foreign air, my newly awakened senses assailed by strange and unfamiliar scents. I cradle my belly in my arms, feeling a wave of curiosity from my pup. Rafe may not know what’s going on, but he knows I’m feeling alight with interest. “Are you ready, my darling?” I ask him, “We’re going on an adventure.” He flutters in my womb, and I feel thoroughly encouraged.
I don’t even get to the end of the platform before Sinclair turns and sees me. A wave of disapproval assails me, and then his voice sounds in my head. I told you to stay put.
What, so you can protect me from all this fresh air and the beautiful landscapes? I sass in reply, taking the first step down the stairway. Sinclair bounds to my side in an instant, scooping me up and growling deep in his chest. “Naughty mate, you have no idea what dangers could be awaiting us.”
“Oh, like the bath snakes you once warned me about?” I ask archly, finding it impossible not to smile at the memory.
‘That was a joke. This isn’t.” Sinclair grimaces. ‘We’re in unknown territory now – quite literally. Don’t ask me to take your safety for granted because I won’t do it, Ella.”
‘We have to feel safe somewhere, Dominic.” I reply gently, stroking his jaw.
“Otherwise we’ll drive ourselves crazy with worry.”
‘Then what on earth were you doing leaving me alone in a plane?” I tease, nuzzling my face against his neck.
My mate shakes his head with an indulgent purr, “how we ever thought you were human, I’ll never know.”
Sinclair remarks dryly. “Only she-wolves can manage to be so insolent and so sweet at once.”
I giggle as he carries me down the steps, belatedly realizing that we probably left the secrets of my past behind and out of reach. Of course, thoughts of my past only make me think of my sister, “When will Cora arrive?”
“Soon.” Sinclair promises, kissing my brow. ‘They were coming from the shadow pack.” I don’t need more explanation. When we fled we took different paths for the sake of safety, and Roger, Henry and Cora had gone east while we’d gone west. It makes sense that the others had a longer journey.
As Sinclair carries me towards the line of cars, the back door to the middle vehicle opens, and then a distinguished looking man emerges. He’s probably five or six years older than Sinclair, and thus a decade older than me, but he welcomes us with a wide smile and open arms. “Dorn!”
“Gabriel!” Sinclair replies, flashing his fangs but showing no aggression. He puts me down only long enough to embrace the other man, then promptly tucks me under his arm. ‘This is my mate, Ella. Ella, this is King Gabriel Montclair of Vanara.”
My eyes widen when I hear this man is royalty, but then again my mate was almost a king as well. I extend my hand to him, “Pleasure to meet you.”
Gabriel clasps both of his hands around mine. “It’s an honor.” He replies warmly, a somber note entering his expression as he looks back and forth between us. “I’m so sorry for all you’ve been through.”
“Why? You didn’t do it.” I quip, before I can think better of it.
Gabriel’s tender expression cracks, and then he’s throwing his head back with laughter. “Well I see why you picked her, Dorn.” He expresses to Sinclair, even though the mood has been permanently dampened.
“But I do feel for you. It’s all over the news and I can’t believe it. How one man could take out the entire Alpha council, all the betas. It’s unthinkable.”
“Well he didn’t do it on his own, or honorably,” Sinclair grumbles. By now I’ve been caught up on all the developments regarding the Prince’s coup, and I know these wolves consider the use of poison a cowardly, disgraceful tactic. “Still, it is hard to fathom.” He agrees, squeezing me a bit more tightly. “But we’re here now, and we can only move forward.”
“Damn right.” Gabriel confirms, gripping my mate’s shoulder. “Come on, we’ve got a welcome party awaiting you.”
I dig in my heels. “But what about Cora and Henry?” I ask anxiously. “What about Roger?”
“A couple of the cars will stay behind to collect your family once they arrive.” The King announces, surprising me. He certainly seems very clued in to our affairs. Though I suppose this should be the case, since he’s made all the arrangements.
I’m still not convinced, and though Sinclair could easily sweep me along against my will, he turns to me and rests a hand on my tummy. “We need to get settled and find you a doctor. As soon as the others arrive we’ll meet them.”
“Why a doctor?” I demand indignantly, feeling defiant for reasons I don’t understand.
Of course, Sinclair doesn’t seem to have any issues understanding. He simply purrs and shifts nearer. “You haven’t been examined since your wolf woke, and we’ve been through a lot. You need a check up.”
“But Rafe is fine.” I insist, notching my chin up.
“He might be, but I want to know about you.” Sinclair murmurs in a firm tone. “Don’t you want to find out if you can come off bed rest?”
The journey to the hidden territories was swift once we reached the coast.
We boarded a small plane and ascended into the heavens at top speed, and I swear Sinclair didn’t relax until we were cruising at 30,000 feet. I didn’t realize how tense he’d been even after we left Moon Valley, until we were out of danger and his muscles finally unwound.
The flight took more than six hours, though I slept most of the way. When we finally landed Sinclair gently untangled our bodies, which instantly woke me. I emit a sleepy moan, looking up at him blearily. “Are we there?”
“Yes,” He confirms, leaning over to cup my cheek. “But stay here until I can make sure
Without another word, he disappears out the door with his men, descending the small staircase leading down to the tarmac. I lurch to my feet, moving to the windows to look outside. My first glimpse of the hidden territories takes my breath away; the horizon is dominated by a glittering lake, framed beneath the towering peaks of snow-capped mountains. At the center of the lake, looking as though it’s floating on the water, is an opulent city which is only visible at certain angles. The rest of the time it looks like
Eager to get out and explore, I quickly spy my mate, prowling around the area with Hugo and our guards to make sure no danger is hiding just out of sight. In the distance I can also see a line of shiny cars waiting for us, and I roll my eyes.
Overprotective wolves.
I emerge from the plane and breathe in the foreign air, my newly awakened senses assailed by strange and unfamiliar scents. I cradle my belly in my arms, feeling a wave of curiosity from my pup. Rafe may not know what’s going on, but he knows I’m feeling alight with interest. “Are you ready, my darling?” I ask him, “We’re going on an adventure.” He flutters in my womb, and I feel thoroughly encouraged.
I don’t even get to the end of the platform before Sinclair turns and sees me. A wave of disapproval assails me, and then his voice sounds in my head. I told you to stay put.
What, so you can protect me from all this fresh air and the beautiful landscapes? I sass in reply, taking the first step down the stairway. Sinclair bounds to my side in an instant, scooping me up and growling deep in his chest. “Naughty mate, you have no idea what dangers could be awaiting us.”
“Oh, like the bath snakes you once warned me about?” I ask archly, finding it impossible not to smile at the memory.
‘That was a joke. This isn’t.” Sinclair grimaces. ‘We’re in unknown territory now – quite literally. Don’t ask me to take your safety for granted because I won’t do it, Ella.”
‘We have to feel safe somewhere, Dominic.” I reply gently, stroking his jaw.
“Otherwise we’ll drive ourselves crazy with worry.”
‘Then what on earth were you doing leaving me alone in a plane?” I tease, nuzzling my face against his neck.
My mate shakes his head with an indulgent purr, “how we ever thought you were human, I’ll never know.”
Sinclair remarks dryly. “Only she-wolves can manage to be so insolent and so sweet at once.”
I giggle as he carries me down the steps, belatedly realizing that we probably left the secrets of my past behind and out of reach. Of course, thoughts of my past only make me think of my sister, “When will Cora arrive?”
“Soon.” Sinclair promises, kissing my brow. ‘They were coming from the shadow pack.” I don’t need more explanation. When we fled we took different paths for the sake of safety, and Roger, Henry and Cora had gone east while we’d gone west. It makes sense that the others had a longer journey.
As Sinclair carries me towards the line of cars, the back door to the middle vehicle opens, and then a distinguished looking man emerges. He’s probably five or six years older than Sinclair, and thus a decade older than me, but he welcomes us with a wide smile and open arms. “Dorn!”
“Gabriel!” Sinclair replies, flashing his fangs but showing no aggression. He puts me down only long enough to embrace the other man, then promptly tucks me under his arm. ‘This is my mate, Ella. Ella, this is King Gabriel Montclair of Vanara.”
My eyes widen when I hear this man is royalty, but then again my mate was almost a king as well. I extend my hand to him, “Pleasure to meet you.”
Gabriel clasps both of his hands around mine. “It’s an honor.” He replies warmly, a somber note entering his expression as he looks back and forth between us. “I’m so sorry for all you’ve been through.”
“Why? You didn’t do it.” I quip, before I can think better of it.
Gabriel’s tender expression cracks, and then he’s throwing his head back with laughter. “Well I see why you picked her, Dorn.” He expresses to Sinclair, even though the mood has been permanently dampened.
“But I do feel for you. It’s all over the news and I can’t believe it. How one man could take out the entire Alpha council, all the betas. It’s unthinkable.”
“Well he didn’t do it on his own, or honorably,” Sinclair grumbles. By now I’ve been caught up on all the developments regarding the Prince’s coup, and I know these wolves consider the use of poison a cowardly, disgraceful tactic. “Still, it is hard to fathom.” He agrees, squeezing me a bit more tightly. “But we’re here now, and we can only move forward.”
“Damn right.” Gabriel confirms, gripping my mate’s shoulder. “Come on, we’ve got a welcome party awaiting you.”
I dig in my heels. “But what about Cora and Henry?” I ask anxiously. “What about Roger?”
“A couple of the cars will stay behind to collect your family once they arrive.” The King announces, surprising me. He certainly seems very clued in to our affairs. Though I suppose this should be the case, since he’s made all the arrangements.
I’m still not convinced, and though Sinclair could easily sweep me along against my will, he turns to me and rests a hand on my tummy. “We need to get settled and find you a doctor. As soon as the others arrive we’ll meet them.”
“Why a doctor?” I demand indignantly, feeling defiant for reasons I don’t understand.
Of course, Sinclair doesn’t seem to have any issues understanding. He simply purrs and shifts nearer. “You haven’t been examined since your wolf woke, and we’ve been through a lot. You need a check up.”
“But Rafe is fine.” I insist, notching my chin up.
“He might be, but I want to know about you.” Sinclair murmurs in a firm tone. “Don’t you want to find out if you can come off bed rest?”
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