Chapter 226 – Stress
Accidental Surrogate
Ella After the meeting is over and Sinclair and I are safely in the privacy of our bedroom, I start to remove my dress. _ _ _ As soon as the delicate fabric is wrapped around my feet , my ninjanovel.com mate walks up behind me , sliding his arms around my bare waist . â I canât decide what Iâm most proud of. â He growls in my ear, âWatching you put all those Alphas in their place over the humans, or watching you go after James like that. â
I lean against him with a satisfied sigh, turning my head so I can rest my boch*cha against his hard chest. âI donât like people criticizing you when all youâve done is serve and sacrifice for your people. â
He purrs, dropping his lips to the crook of my neck, âLeaders who canât take and accept criticism are worthless, little wolf. â _ DHE â I donât mind . I sniffle, resting my hands over his where they rest on my stomach. The baby is sleeping, but her heartbeat is strong and regular. âYou donât deserve to be treated that way. â _ He laughs, âYour wolf is really pissed off, isnât she? â _ âCan you blame her? â I answer harshly . âAfter youâve been gone for so long and then all these cold-hearted alphas and attacks? That would ninjanovel.com content drive anyone to the edge of the abyss. â
Sinclair kisses my shoulder as his wolf tries to appease my cantankerous canine in our shared mind space, lavishing her with snouts and kisses. __â Such a feisty fellow. â He raves, âYour spirit has always been one of my favorite things about you, but itâs not good for the baby that you get so excited. __ I canât let you avenge my honor if it means putting stress on your body and the baby. â
âWell, I donât want to stress Rafe either. â I reply, feeling my mood shift abruptly, leaving me feeling guilty and dejected. Tears Right in my eyes and I stomp my foot in frustration, annoyed that Iâm crying yet again and hating the Alphas and James for teasing my wolf. âItâs their fault, Damon and James and every one of those pack leaders who donât give a shit about anyone but shifters. If they werenât such idiots, I wouldnât be in this position. â
âI wasnât blaming you, baby,â sings Sinclair, a steady purr vibrating against my back, âI know you canât handle the stress. I only care about you Never . â
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now more than â I feel so raw â . I confess, wishing I could hug him right without my belly.
1/4 disturbing . _ _ _ â I canât decide if I want to keep our pup safe inside me forever or get him out so my weakness is no longer a threat to him. â
Sinclair goes very still, and then Iâm being turned around, his strong hands guiding my body to mirror his. He takes my face in his huge hands, and I bite my bottom lip, not wanting to look him in the eye. I donât think I can bare to see his disappointment right now. âLook at me, little wolf. he instructs firmly, and my gaze jumps up reflexively â even though itâs blurred with tears. âNow listen to me very carefully. Sinclair continues, gentle but stern. âYou are not weak. You are performing a miracle in the midst of the apocalypse. _â
I sniff pitifully, and their purrs renew. âYou need to give yourself a little grace, honey. I know this is easier said than done, but Iâm not going to take that kind of talk. Sinclair declares fiercely, his deep voice filled with emotion. âYou are incredible . You are the strongest wolf I have ever known and this pup is very lucky to have you as a mother. Not to mention Iâm the luckiest man in the world to be able to call you my mate. _ _ _ â
âBut I canât even keep our baby safe and heâs not even born yet. I counter, feeling myself start to spiral despite his love and reassurance. Once again Iâm caught in an undercurrent of emotion that I canât control or escapeâ, and you canât focus on the war because I canât handle it alone and youâre always comforting or worrying about I . â
Sinclairâs purr grows harsher and he releases his enormous power, letting it take over me. âOur baby is going to be fine _ _ _ âYou donât know that. â I argue, speaking before he can say another word. _ âMaybe not, but you better believe Iâm going to do everything in my power to make sure of it. â he proclaims. âAnd if you think I could live without you, youâre out of your mind. â
âYou made it this far without me. â I remind him petulantly. _ â You too . Sinclair responds. _â We overcame our struggles independently, because we had no other choice. We didnât know what the future would hold for us, and so