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 –”

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

and then turning back to me. Roger opens his mouth to retort but I reach out and give him a little shove and turn to

the investigators.

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

hesitating and looping my arm with Cora’s at the

know what I’m about to say is going to piss her off. “Sinclair brought in his team of investigators – the ones

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

me?” Cora asks,

my mouth pulling into a grimace. “As

her voice ringing out through the house. Rafe flinches and starts to cry, still cuddled in my arm.

siynı, yiving me an exasperated look as op my am mers al work to 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 were the last one who we know had the sample! It makes sense, from an investigative standpoint!”

I was a suspect! After everything!” Cora says, her voice softer now,

and wishing to mollify her because, honestly, it was more like six hours. “And obviously you were

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

never hurt you, Ella,” Cora says, her voice as pleading

“You know that I know you

office. “Forgive my investigators

sighs and I see that she understands. “Okay,” she says, nodding. “I get it. But, what can I do

in his pockets as he slowly walks over to us. “You have more knowledge of

a hand through her hair. “Of course – I’ll tell you everything. But don’t your investigators have the notes?” Cora asks, confused, “from the

take both of

“Are you serious? Ether?” she

to do hypnosis?”

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