Accidental Surrogate for Alpha

Chapter 213

#Chapter 213 - Tattletales

Ella

"Four broken ribs." The doctor assesses grimly, "and with all the exercise you've done since the initial brakes, they haven't been able to set or heal. I have an injection I can give you to fuse the bones quickly, but it's painful, and we still need to set them first."

"What about his other injuries?" Henry inquires anxiously, novelxo seated on the other side of me.

"I’ll do a scan to assess the exact placement of his ribs, and I can extend it to the rest of his abdomen to rule out internal injuries. I don't see anything else of concern.” The doctor shares with much more optimism.

"He's got a good size lump on the back of his head.” I inform the physician, still running my hands through Sinclair's hair.

'Then you two will match." Philippe interjects, reminding us all of the way I headbutted his chin in my attempts to reach Sinclair. novelxo "When you're done with him, you ought to check her for a concussion."

"I hardly think that’s necessary." I complain, reaching back to see if the area is tender, then reflexively wincing when my fingers graze the swollen knot at the back of my skull.

"It is." Five dominant voices assert, the loudest and most forceful coming from my lap. I send Roger, Henry, Philippe and Gabriel mutinous glances, much good that it does me.

"I was already planning on examining her.” The doctor relates, having the unbelievable nerve to look at Sinclair now, rather than me. "From the sounds of it she's been much too active following her collapse."

"What collapse?" Sinclair demands fiercely, his eyes pinning me with a suspicious glare. I turn my indignant gaze on the doctor now, but my mate catches my chin and returns my attention to him. "Don't blame them for telling me what you should have told me yourself."

ganging up on me when Sinclair is injured and needs our attention most. "You’ve been back ten minutes and you're in much worse shape than

his voice gentle, for I'm sure he

deal. My blood pressure spiked when Gabriel's drones found the wreckage from the bomb, that's all. I passed out

pupils contract, and his irate gaze swings to the King. "You let her watch

uneasily from foot to foot. "Well, we didn’t know what we would find. Besides, Ella is the

of him in heady waves, "It was sickening for me to see that scene and I've been in battle. What the hell were you thinking?" A flash of the gut-wrenching horror Sinclair felt when he woke from the bomb blast slips through our bond, and my wolf whimpers in my head.

to guide his shoulders back down. He obeys, but

tells me, his voice like gravel. He reaches up to

but it wasn't enough to convince me you were gone." I remind him, leaning down to kiss his

she woke up." Philippe offers, his arms crossed over his

truly outraged now. "Would you stop this?!" I exclaim, feeling as though I might scream. I'm so sick of my pack of overbearing babysitters that I could honestly throttle them. And for once, I don’t give a single damn that they're tattling on me, I care that they might further upset my mate when he's already

my lap, and I can feel Sinclair's wolf reaching out to mine. "Don't be mad at them, baby." Sinclair murmurs, sliding his hand to my nape and massaging my tense muscles. "I know you don't like seeing me hurt, but they're telling me exactly what I need

thickly, wondering how they can all be so blind. "You almost died... you

doing exactly what I wished - taking care of you and Rafe when I

overbearing bullies?" I sniff, hating

so different from me?" Sinclair asks with a crooked

you’re my mate." I reply fervently. 'You're

do you think it's different with us, Ella?" Philippe grouses,

you if you let anything happen to me." I answer easily,

eyes, sarcasm heavy on his tongue. "Guess

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