Accidental Surrogate for Alpha

#Chapter 476- Chaos at Home Ella

“Oh geeze,” I say when we pull up to Cora and Roger’s house in the pre- dawn morning and see that every light is on. “You ready for this?”

“Sure!” Sinclair says, grinning at me as he puts the car in park at the end of the driveway. “It will be a nice role reversal – this time Roger can be the one worried sick and I can be in the background cracking jokes.”

“Aww, sweetheart,” I say, grinning at my mate and putting a soft hand on his cheek. “It’s cute that you think you’re funny enough to crack jokes.”

Sinclair’s brows knit together as he frowns at me. “What are you talking about? I’m very funny.”

“Okay, baby,” I murmur, patting his shoulder as I turn to climb out of the car.

“I am!” he insists as he gets out of the driver’s seat and starts around the car.

“Dominic,” I sigh, hiding my teasing grin as I lean into the car and unbuckle Rafe, pulling him into my arms. “You have so many blessings. Why do you need to be funny too?”

“Because I am funny!” Sinclair says, crossing his arms and glaring at me.

“Okay!” I say cheerfully, not contracting him but moving quickly towards the front door of the house without confirming either.

“Ella!” he scoffs, striding after me.

“What!?” I laugh, knocking on the door for once instead of just striding in because I want to give Cora and Roger their privacy if they’re not ready for us. We did get here really fast, after all the roads were empty this early.

“I make you laugh all the time,” Sinclair says, still frowning down at me.

“Yes, sweetheart,” I say, grinning with mischief as I gaze up at him, “but I’m laughing at you, not your jokes.”

He growls at me, starting to get a little miffed, and I burst into laughter. Sinclair opens his mouth to protest more but both of our attention snaps forward when the door flies open, revealing a harried Roger staring at us with the fingers of one hand already tangled in his own hair.

“Come in,” he says, his voice frantic and full of dread. “I need you to talk sense into her – ”

grinning, I peer beyond Roger to see her starting up the steps, leaning hard against the banister.

stairs to Cora, taking the plate of toast she’s carrying out of her hand, Rafe perched on my hip. Cora smiles her thanks at me and presses her hand to the small of her back as

stair lift chair?” I ask, gesturing towards

as she continues to lift herself up

say, rolling my eyes at

laugh a little and she. shakes her head at me. “Okay, good,” she says. “Someone sane is here. Can you please have Dominic just

Ella?” Roger calls from the bottom of the steps, and I turn to see him standing at the bottom, looking desperately up

what?” I ask, looking between them, baffled. Because honestly Cora looks fine to me just very pregnant and in the early stages of labor. And she

the bottom of the stairs, radiating support but unable to keep a little smile from his mouth, clearly enjoying seeing his big brother all freaked out. “This idea of a home birth

get to the top of the steps because I can tell that this is an argument

growls, starting to follow us up the stairs. Sinclair comes with him

table before lifting Rafe more securely into my arms. Cora climbs into bed and then puts her hands out for Rafe, who I lower for a, kiss, though

musses his hair. “I’m perfectly healthy – there’s no reason to not do it at home, and I’ve got doctors coming to stand by just in case! Ridiculous,” she

says, crossing his arms as he comes into the

I won’t,” she sighs, flicking him a little glare as she settles the blankets just how she wants them. “My sister, the magical

and gesturing to Rafe, who gives a happy little squeak. “Or, well, a palace

as he stares at

I remember it. “Oh yeah!” I laugh a

always forget that

hands. “He’s watched too much Little House on the Prairie,” Cora murmurs, rolling her eyes at

see Sinclair clench his jaw to keep from laughing as

going to be fine,” I say, smiling at Roger’s turned back, but I turn back to Cora when I hear her

tightly, taking a deep breath. “About five

“Did your water break?”

clearly gritting her teeth through the pain. I murmur to her consolingly and reach

my god,” I hear Roger murmur, coming quickly to my side. “Is

lifting her head to