idental Surrogate For Alpha Novel Chapter 44
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“Are you ready?” Sinir asks, standing behind me in the mirror. I have to stop myself from staring at
him. He’s dressed down from his standard suit, but somehow he looks even more gorgeous and
intimidating than usual. In sleek ck cks and a simple white dress shirt, rolled up to his elbows and
unbuttoned to his sternum, he looks powerful andid back at once.
“That depends, what do you think?” I reply, extending my arms to show him my dress and get his
opinion. I’m wearing a sleek velvet dress in ink bottle green. When the dressmaker suggested velvet I
was skeptical, but now that I see the finished product I can fully appreciate her vision. It’s simple but
sophisticated, not to mention incredibly cozy.
“Hmm,” Sinir replies, striding nearer. “I think you’re missing something.”
“Like what?” I ask, turning back to the mirror to study my reflection. My makeup and hair are done, I
found matching heels despite the infinite challenges of matching umon dress colors, and I’ll wrap
myself in my new coat (courtesy of Sinir) before we leave.
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“Like this.” He beams, pulling out a thin ck jewelry box.
I look down at it in surprise. “For me?”
“And just who else do you think I would be buying jewelry for?” He teases.
“I don’t know.” I shrug. “For all I know you have a girlfriend on the side.”
“E.” Sinir’s impossibly deep voice sounds even richer than usual. “There isn’t anyone else.”
For some reason, this statement makes me feel more uncertain. It’s not like we’re in a rtionship or
have discussed not dating during the pregnancy to avoid scrutiny. It makes sense that he wouldn’t risk
the campaign by seeing someone else when he’s supposed to be happily mated, but he’s expressly
told me that everything will be different when he finds his second chance mate. It seems strange that
he should make such a firm assurance in this intimate way, it feels as though he’s blurring the line of
our arrangement. The little voice in my head might not mind this, but my heart knows better, it isn’t
safe.
Toote I realize Sinir is watching me work through all these feelings, and he narrows his eyes at
me. “What’s going on in that head of yours?”
“Nothing.” I reply simply, nodding towards the box. “Can I see it?”
“I shouldn’t.” Sinir states circumspectly. “I should make you tell me what you’re thinking first – but we
don’t have time.” He sighs, flipping open the smooth ck lid. Inside the box is a stunning silver
ne, dotted with diamonds and boasting a matching pair of earrings.
My jaw drops, and I try to cover my gaping with my hand. “Sinir, this is gorgeous. But it’s much too
extravagant, I can’t possibly ept it.”
“Of course you can.” He insists, turning my body back towards the mirror. I don’t know why, but I’m
holding my breath as he drapes the ne over my cor and secures it at my nape. My fingers
immediately flutter over the opulent jewels. I can guarantee that I’ve never worn anything so fine in my
entire life. “You see,” Sinir says, beaming at my reflection. “It was made for you.”
“It’s incredible.” I answer honestly. “But I feel like an imposter.”
He frowns, furrowing his brow. “Why do you say that?”
“Maybe because I am one.” I reply, trying to tone down the sarcasm at thest minute. He’s been so
sweet and generous, I don’t mean to take out my pregnancy angst on him.
“E, look at me.” He instructs, his tone gentle but brooking no argument.I don’t really want to obey, I
find Sinir’s prating gaze far too observant at the best of times, and sometimes I want to be able
to sulk without my thoughts bing public. “Now, trouble.” He chuckles, seeing my reluctance.
I do as he says, lifting my gaze to meet Sinir’s emerald irises in the mirror. I feel like I might be
hypnotized in their depths, but his expression is warm and open. “You might not be a she-wolf, but you
are carrying my heir, and you are my date for the festival.” He slides his strong arms around my waist
from behind, still staring at me through the looking ss, “This is not a sham. This is right.”
I have to admit that side by side, we make a striking couple. Sinir is so tall and dark, rugged yet
ssically handsome – as if all his features have been carved from stone. In my heels my head
actually reaches his shoulder, and though I look very small and delicate beside him, the fine clothes
and jewelry make me look like a woman deserving of all his strength and power, not just some pretty
face in the crowd.
Again I feel as though Sinir is reading my mind, “Will you be upset if I tell you how stunning you
look?”
I peek up at him from beneath myshes, “I don’t know, why don’t you try and find out.”
Sinir grins, moving his lips to my ear and sending a shiver down my spine before he’s even said a
word. He purrs augh at the feeling of my body trembling against him, obviously amused and pleased
at once by my response. “You look stunning E, so stunning it’s very hard not to eat you right up.”
I shiver again, feeling heat pool between my legs and praying that his senses aren’t strong enough to
pick up on such an intimate thing. I’m beginning to think he likes getting me all hot and bothered,
though it seems terribly unfair of him to tease me this way. Of course, I know Sinir isn’tpletely
immune to me either, and suddenly a devious idea sparks in my mind. I lean back into his embrace,
squirming slightly as if I’m trying to getfortable, and intentionally rubbing my round bottom against
him.
Sinir growls in response, but it’s not the dangerous kind he makes when he’s angry. This is low and
sultry, and butterflies burst to life in my belly even before I feel him growing hard against my backside.
“I suppose I deserved that.” Sinir murmurs, grazing his lips over the ce where my neck meets my
shoulder. “Such a mischievous little human.”
“We’re going to bete.” I answer huskily, trying to stay upright as my knees turn to jelly.
“I’m the Alpha, I’m neverte.” He jokes, though he releases me atst.
“What, everyone else is just early?” I prompt him, quoting one of my favorite romanticedies.
He grins, retrieving a glossy white coat and wrapping it around my shoulders. “Exactly.”
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The Solstice festival is more beautiful than I ever could have imagined. I know it’s only the first night,
but it seems so magical already. I can’t believe that it’s going to get even more magnificent. We’re
standing at the top of a snow covered hill, our bodies bathed in the glow of firelight. A huge bonfire is in
front of us, but as I turn to gaze out at the sprawling city, I can see hundreds of smaller fires zing
through the pristine winterndscape. The shifter society has gonepletely dark, cutting out all
electric lights and recing everything as far as the eye can see withnterns and me.
Music unlike any I’ve ever heard fills the air around us, a blend of familiar instruments and exotic ones,
set to tunes that feel older than time itself. Suddenly it’s painfully obvious that these people aren’t
human, that they’re connected to their deity and nature in ways that defy all logic and science. It truly
feels as though I’ve stepped into another world – one far too mystical for me to ever make sense of. I
can actually feel the magic in the air, which is definitely not something I’ve ever encountered before.
Women and men wearing sheer panels of cloth and painted with blue ink whorls begin some sort of
ceremonial dance around the fire. They’re holding torches of their own, and dancing with the mes as
if they were lovers. I’mpletely transfixed, but soon the people gathered around the edges drinking
mulled wine join in, as an air of unbridled revelry takes hold of the night. I assumed Sinir and I would
stay on the sidelines and watch the evening unfold, but the next thing I know he’s pulling me into the
crowd of dancers.
“Just let me lead.” He teases, pulling my close.