Accidental Surrogate for Alpha

Chapter 361 – Secret Hours

Coral

Ella and I work the rest of the morning, me making the big decisions about who needs the most medical care next and taking Rafe from her when she’s working. I watch every time she heals someone, unable to tear my eyes away from it. And while I thought I would be jealous – honestly, my sister is doing better work then I ever have as a doctor – I can only feel thrilled that we have this incredible tool in our hands.

Especially, especially considering that Roger came to tell me a few hours ago that they plan to attack tonight. That he and Sinclair are, again, going to put their lives on the line to stop this horrible man who wants to hurt our family.

Just the bare idea that Ella can help if they come home in pieces….

I close my eyes for a moment – Rafe sleeping in my arms while Ella settles down and starts talking with her next patient – dismissing the thought. Because if I start to think about what could happen tonight…

I’ll never be able to let him go. I feel a warm presence beside me as my eyes are closed and smile a little, because I know immediately who it is. And I’m gratified to find that I was right when I open my eyes and see my beautiful mate standing there next to me, smiling down into my face.

“Hello, gorgeous,” Roger says softly.

talking to me?” I ask,

consider little sleeping Rafe, “I mean he’s cute, but I’m not sure I’d go so far as to say

my head, but Roger just smiles at me again and raises

for me,” I say, turning towards him with a grin and nodding towards Ella.

turn towards her then, watching the miracle get started. “Can you take a break?”

back, confused, but not taking

Just…a lull. I wanted a moment to check

stomach twists a little at his words but I nod, reaching out to take his hand. A break will be

mates and she agrees eagerly, taking the baby and hurrying out of the room to find Sinclair. Roger takes my hand and we follow after her, heading

want what he wants in this moment,

baby?” I murmur, wanting to know. Roger takes a deep breath and, even though I can’t see him, I know that he’s closing his eyes, concentrating on his

pulling me close to him. Then, with a little chagrin that makes me laugh, he continues. “I think this baby is going to be a workhorse like you. It’s getting all

little smack on the chest. “What,”

benefit from some lazy in your life, Cora.” He begins to run a

him, feeling my spirit renew after even a few quiet moments alone with him. “I think you might be right, Roger,” I start – but my words are cut off

of the Reina sisters, admitting that a Sinclair

letting me continue. “But yes,” I sigh. ” I think that I have in my life thrown myself into my work as a way to feel like I was…doing something. Being productive. Being useful.

Roger asks worried

and Sinclair blood. And while our baby was…more spontaneous,” I say, smirking a little at the memory of

were kind of forced off