Chapter 7 - Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate
Chapter 7 – AgreementElla“This baby is mine.” I tell him possessively. “You can’t just tell me you’re magic and expect me to take that as proof you’re thefather.”“My senses don’t lie, little human.” Sinclair declares, leaving no room for argument. “Nor do my investigators. You’re not in anyposition to care for this child. Your income is too low to pay off your debts in time, and no woman who claims to be responsiblewould ever get pregnant in such a situation.”“My income?” I force the words out through clenched teeth, “what income? You got me fired!”The big man... or wolf, I suppose, blinks in surprise. “You were fired?”“Now who’s playing dumb?” I demand wryly. “You called the Graves after I asked you to help Cora, you got me fired and ruinedmy reputation.”“I did no such thing.” He insists. “I didn’t even know you were no longer employed.”“I thought your investigators were the best?” I taunt, and I can feel myself toeing the line of his temper.“Clearly this was very recent.” He bites back. “And I don’t blame you for becoming desperate, but you have to admit the onlyexplanation for this,” He gestures to my tummy, “is that you needed money and hoped to extort it from me in exchange for thechild.”“I wanted this child more than anything in the world!” I exclaim, surging to my feet. “I’ve been trying to get pregnant for years andwhen I came to Cora I didn’t know about the identity theft or that I was going to lose my job. This was my last chance and youhave no idea how hard it’s been... how painful it is to think I might have to abort it because of everything that’s happened since.”I didn’t mean to tell him so much, but the words poured out of me before I could stop them. I’ve been so preoccupied with thesethoughts the last few days I clearly couldn’t keep them contained.“Abort it!?” Sinclair rises to his feet in a blur, suddenly towering over me despite the fact that I’m still standing on the exam table’sstep. “So now you’re threatening me?”
“What?!” I cry, “no! It doesn’t have anything to do with you, as you said I can’t afford to have a baby so I was trying to do the rightthing!”
“For what? The baby?” I sputter, “You want me to sell you my child?”“It’s my child, and it will be raised by me.” He insists. “You don’t belong in my world. So how much is it going to take for you togive it up?”“I’m not going to negotiate a price for my baby, like it’s a bag of rice or a car! Nor do I want it raised by someone who thinks of it
“And your excuse about Cora assumes she understands enough about werewolf society to know we don’t cross breed. All sheknows is that we exist, and how to inseminate our women. She probably assumed we occasionally mate with humans and justlucked out!” He accuses.“She’s a doctor who works with your samples all the time, she probably knows a lot more about your organic chemistry than youdo yourselves.” I defend, realizing too late that this could also incriminate her.He arches his brow, clearly thinking along the same lines. “Either way, she proved she wasn’t to be trusted as soon as shebetrayed her confidentiality agreement about my sperm to you, and you’ve proved you can’t be trusted by changing your storyevery ten seconds. You can’t love the baby enough to abort it but not love it enough to give it up to a better life. I clearly justhaven’t offered you a high enough price yet.”“That isn’t fair,” I object, shaking my head. I’ve just learned everything I believe to be true was actually false, at the height of anextremely emotional moment. I wasn’t even conscious the whole time. How can he expect me to think or communicate clearly?He doesn’t budge. “It’s alright, Ella. You don’t need to make excuses. I’m going to make you an offer you can’t refuse.”