Accidental Surrogate for Alpha

#Chapter 359 – Careful, Trouble

Sinclair

Everyone’s head snaps up and towards the door as we hear the footsteps pounding down the hall towards the closed door of the conference room. I can feel the aggression fill the air – almost smell it, even as all around me hackles raise and teeth are bared at the sudden noise at what sounds like an assailant –

Next to me, Roger begins to raise from his seat, his eyes fixed on the door, ready to attack whatever comes through –

But instantly I grab his collar, shoving him back down into his seat. “Down!” I order, my voice ringing out with Alpha command, and heads instantly turn to me, obedient but confused-

But I just shake my head a little bit, my eyes fixed on the door. Because I know those footsteps, know their cadence. Only Ella would barrel heedlessly towards a room of wary male wolves who can’t see or smell their attacker –

But I barely have time to heave half a sigh before she bursts through the door, shouting “Dominic!”

Everyone in the room jumps to the feet, but I’m already halfway across the room to her, grabbing her out of the air as she leaps up at me, catching her in my arms and turning to snarl at my men, warning them to contain themselves –

But Ella, true to form, doesn’t even notice the fact that she scared the hell out of all of us that she almost got herself torn to ribbons –

Instead, she barrels heedlessly forth in her excitement. “Dominic!” she says again, laughing, grabbing my face in her hands and turning it towards her. “It’s a miracle! I did it! You have to come and see! I’m going to do it again! I’m going to fix them all!”

“Ella,” I growl, patting down my own Alpha instincts and trying, simultaneously, to listen to her and look towards my men to ensure that no one is doing anything stupid in their panic –

of my arms. You have to come and see! Bring the baby!

men are not on the edge of an attack, despite

away to where Rafe is sleeping in his carrier on the floor, grabbing it by the

that she hadn’t even looked around the room to

to see them laughing a little and shaking their heads, and then I sigh and let Ella pull me from the room, figuring

room, leaning back a little to put my weight in

looking over her shoulder at me gleefully and pulling harder

obliged, against her will, to

Ella shakes her head, laughs again, and then turns fully to me to explain. “Cora had

my mother’s gift and I healed someone, Dominic!” she says, beaming up at me. “It was so easy! I just …accessed the gift! And nudged it towards his wound! And he’s fixed! And I

are you serious, Ella?” I ask, looking sharply down the hall towards the little makeshift medical center we set up. If

me, pressing herself against me and

head as I look down at her, marveling at my little mate. “You’re a

she says, wrinkling her nose at me and then laughing. But suddenly she’s moving again,

before, after all, and heal herself. But seeing the glow spread from her body to another’s? Seeing a terrible, disfiguring wound knit itself together before my

she opens her eyes

at me. “Isn’t it cool?” I stare at her a little, amazed again by her powers of understatement, but all I

flipping through her papers and looking around at the men to decide who should be