Chapter 162


    idental Surrogate for Alpha by Caroline Above Story Chapter 162


    Chapter 162 Knocking Some Sense into the Alpha


    E “Dominic, what are you talking about?” I ask, shocked beyond belief by hisst statement. Any


    tiredness I’d been feeling after my long, emotionally draining, day dissipated the moment Sinir


    imed responsibility for the war. Just in case, I push myself up into a sitting position so that I can’t be


    lulled unwillingly to sleep by my crafty mate.


    Sinir takes a deep breath, not quite meeting my gaze. ”lf I hadn’t called that press conference, if I


    hadn’t publicly used him of treason, none of this would have ever happened.”


    For a moment I ponder this, testing it for validity. I don’t want to invalidate Sinir’s feelings, so I’ll


    consider his statement and give him my honest a*sessment. Unfortunately for him, it doesn’t take long


    for me toe to the opposite conclusion. “That’s ridiculous.” I object, apparently forgetting my


    intention not to invalidate him. “Dominic, if you hadn’t called the conference then the press was going to


    firebomb your campaign in the morning. We would have lost and he would havee to power


    anyway. You did everything in your power to prevent that from happening.”


    “Yes, but if we’d just let them run the story and epted the consequences of our lies, he wouldn’t


    have needed to stage a violent coup, he simply would have won the election. The King, the Alpha


    council and the Elders would all still be alive if I hadn’t tried to beat him at his own game.” Sinir


    reasons miserably, shifting my body off of his so that he can sit up as well. To my immense hurt, he


    turns his back to me, though I know he’s only acting out of his own guilt and shame.


    “We couldn’t have known what would happen, my love.” I state gently, crawling up behind him and


    ma*saging his broad shoulders.


    “No, I should have known!” Sinir exims. “I knew what Damon was – I knew what he was capable


    of. I let my anger and hatred get the better of me andshed out instead of using my head.”


    “And tell me. What would using your head have looked like?” I demand, hoping that working through


    the logic will show him that we did the best we could with the information we had. “We were between a


    rock and a hard ce, you were trying to protect your family and your people. What were we supposed


    to do in that situation?”


    “I should have killed him when I had the chance.” Sinir grumbles. “I would have lost the throne but at


    least all of the people he’s murdered and tortured would still be here. It didn’t have to be me.” He


    shakes his head, his hands curling into fists. “It was my fucking pride, my ego – thinking it was my duty


    and mine alone. Trying to fulfill my father’s unfinished work.”


    N?velDrama.Org owns ? this.


    The depth of Sinir’s anguish sends me reeling, and suddenly I realize why he’s been shielding so


    many of his feelings from me since we arrived. I thought he was protecting me from his stress, and


    then his guilt for my own plight, but it was so much more. He wasn’t just ming himself for bringing


    me into his world… he was ming himself for the entire war. My wolf begins to howl in my head, and I


    have to fight back tears. I can’t make this about me. If he thinks I’m upset by his pain, he’ll shut it away


    again and focus onforting me, and I will not allow that. My brave, selfless mate is suffering, taking


    the entire world on his shoulders and raking himself over the coals simply because he tried to do right


    by his people.


    Taking a deep breath, I try to make my voice firm and even. “You did the best you could with the


    information you had.” I begin, proud of my steady tone. “None of us could ask for any more from our


    leaders


    “Good intentions don’t negate all the pain, death and chaos I caused!” Sinir interrupts, surging up


    from the bed and abruptly ending my ma*sage. “I could have done more. I could have worked harder,


    been better, smarter! It didn’t have to be this way.”


    My temper is straining now, because not only is this twisted logic harming my mate, but it simply isn’t


    fair. “Maybe you’re right.” I snap suddenly, surprising us both. “Maybe you do have an ego problem,


    because if you think that you’re so powerful and all-knowing that you could have stopped all this on


    your own, then you’re clearly delusional.” I climb out of bed, following my brooding Alpha. “Stop giving


    yourself so much credit, Dominic. You weren’t alone in this. Where was the Alpha council, the elders


    when Damon was campaigning? This government is supposed to have all these checks and bnces,


    and you still ended up out on a limb, and it wasn’t because you were the only one who could. You were


    alone because no one else had the balls to stand up to him!”


    ‘They didn’t act because I didn’t share what I knew!” Sinir argues, ring at me with barely


    contained ire. “If I had gone to them with my concerns then maybe we could have stopped this.”


    “Anyone with two brain cells could tell that man was an unhinged lunatic.” I scoff. “You saw how easy it


    was for the reporters at the conference to believe our ims, to turn on him. Everyone knew what he


    was capable of all along, but no one wanted to upend the status quo.”


    “Including me!” Sinir explodes. “I went along with the campaign when I should have just taken him


    out!” He clenches his jaw as if trying to hold back, then adds. “And the worst part of all is that I left my


    people! I abandoned them as soon as things turned for the worse. I could have stayed and fought


    forthem and instead I saved myself and ran!”


    Stop ming my mate for things that aren’t his fault! My wolf snarls, her volume so staggering that I


    wince.


    Sinir blinks in surprise, and I don’t me him. I’ve never been one to yell, and I’ve certainly never


    been this furious with my mate. “I won’t stand here and let you torture yourself for Damon’s crimes.” I


    grit our, employing all the ferocity my small body possesses. “You have only ever tried to help, care for


    and protect the united packs. You gave up having your own ambitions or dreams because you felt the


    weight of responsibility that came with your power, and you have never once tried to shirk it. Even now,


    you’re so devoted to them that you won’t eat or sleep or employ basic logic!”


    “You didn’t do this, and you didn’t set it in motion either.” I’m growling and baring my fangs, and I can


    feel my wolf wing to get out. Meanwhile Sinir’s glowing gaze is locked on me as I stalk around


    him, his hands clenching and unclenching as if he wants to reach out and grab me. “The only person


    who is responsible for this war is Damon, and if you’d killed him and let someone else take the throne,


    then there’s no telling what other unforeseen consequences might have happened.” I shake my head,


    setting my jaw. “And if we hadn’t left, the Royal Army would have killed us /?


    “I didn’t mean you, I was always going to get you out.” Sinir interjects, his voice like gravel.


    “Oh, so it’s okay for me to run away so we can fight another day, but when you do it, you’re a coward?”


    I bite, shooting daggers at the impossible man. “You have a bad habit of taking on guilt for everything


    that goes wrong in the world, and I hate to break it to you, but even you aren’t that powerful, Dominic.” I


    close the distance between us, notching my chin up to glower at the man I love. “There is no use


    torturing yourself for things that were out of our control and that we cannot change. And I would thank


    you to stop saying I and me and my when we are in this together.” I add spitefully, beyond annoyed that


    he keeps acquitting me of any me with his ridiculous statements. “Stop hogging all the guilt.” I


    enunciate, jabbing my finger into his chest with each word.


    Sinir’s wolf is growling in my head, but I’m not finished yet. “And another thing,” I hiss. “The people


    that are fleeing here need to see you. They need to see their leader and you aren’t helping them by


    staying locked up here plotting violence. They’re hurting and grieving and it might be somefort for


    them to know you are too.” I gnaw on my lip as I consider my next words, not wanting to undermine my


    previous statements. “And if you are so determined to me yourself – which is idiotic, by the way –


    but if you are, then the least you could do is look them in the eyes and face the consequences of your


    actions. Hiding from the fallout wouldn’t just be a disservice to them, it would be a betrayal, and you’re


    better than that.”


    Sinir continues to tower over me with the same foreboding, enraged expression, but I cross my arms


    over my chest and dig in my heels. “And if you want to spank me or tie me up or whatever other kind of


    twisted punishment your wolfy brain can think up for challenging you, then go right ahead. But I won’t


    apologize for saying or thinking any of this because it’s true and you know it!”


    I begin backing away from him little by little, painfully conscious of the line I’ve just crossed now that the


    adrenaline is fading. The corners of Sinir’s mouth quirks up, and he prowls after me, all predator. I’m


    getting ready to turn tail and run, when he pounces, scooping me up into a bear hug. The next thing I


    know he’s purring in my ear, his love pouring over me in a tidal wave through our bond. “Thank you.”


    He breathes in my ear. “I needed to hear that.”


    I blink, squeaking. “Really?”


    “Yes, baby.” He croons, kissing my forehead. “You’re exactly right. First thing tomorrow I’lle with


    you to the camps. I’m sorry I’ve been such an ogre.”


    “You know if you’d told me you were feeling this way, I could have yelled at you sooner.” I quip, clinging


    to the huge Alpha with all my strength.


    Sinir chuckles and pinches my bare bottom. “Don’t push your luck, trouble.”