Accidental Surrogate for Alpha

#Chapter 314 – Sister Support

Ella

“Ella!” I hear my sister’s voice cry the same moment I hear the front door to the house open. I stand quickly from my seat in Sinclair’s office, Rafe awake and peaceful in my arms, and move to the open doorway.

“Cora!” I call. I see her spin away from the living room where she was looking for me and jog down the hall towards me, Roger closing the house’s main door behind him as he enters as well. Cora takes my shoulders in her hands as soon as she gets close.

–

“Are you

– are you all right?” she gasps, looking me over, and then looking down towards the baby. I can see a little relief come into her face the moment she sees us both before her, intact and safe.

“We’re okay,” I say, giving her a little smile. “For right now, we’re okay. Thank you for coming so late at night.”

My sister snaps her eyes up at me, frowning a little.

“What?” I ask.

“I just…” she says, confused, glancing back at Roger, “I didn’t expect you to be so calm.”

“Well, it happened like, eleven hours ago,” I say, raising my eyebrows at her. “We’ve had some time to process and plan

–

Suddenly she scowls, turning fully to glare at Roger coming down the hall towards us. “The way this one was pounding on my door, flying around like a bat out of hell –”

his frustrated expression matching Cora’s. “It wasn’t exactly peaceful heading into your apartment, which

mouth to retort but I reach out and give him a little shove and turn to my sister. Clearly in a mood, Roger just shakes his head and

the investigators.

phone when I woke up from my nap at 9 – and then

complicated,” I say, hesitating and looping my arm

brought in his team of investigators –

war – and they wanted to…clear you. Before I

me?” Cora asks,

I say, my mouth pulling into

My sister shouts, her voice ringing out through the house. Rafe flinches and starts to cry, still

settle we baby, bobbing him in my arms. “Obviously Sinclair and I don’t suspect you! But his team needs to be thorough, and you

can’t believe I was a suspect! After everything!” Cora says,

her because, honestly, it was more like six hours. “And obviously you were cleared! So!” I

and then exhale. Then, slowly, she pulls her hands down her face, tucking them beneath her chin in two fists, a gesture I remember

Cora says, her voice as pleading as it is

“You know that I

says, peeking out from the office. “Forgive my investigators – they were just following process and

understands. “Okay,” she says, nodding. “I get it. But,

need to go back to that day,” Sinclair says, his hands in his pockets as he slowly walks over to us. “You have more knowledge of it than the rest of us – you

tell you everything. But don’t your investigators have the notes?” Cora asks, confused, “from the last time we talked? I told you everything

passes the baby to Sinclair and take both of Cora’s

you serious? Ether?” she

do

smile still pasted on my face. “It just makes you remember! And then you’re just