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 –”

a bat into hell,” he mutters, his frustrated expression matching Cora’s. “It wasn’t exactly peaceful heading into

give him a little shove and turn to my sister. Clearly in a mood, Roger just shakes his head and goes into the office, where

the investigators.

didn’t you text me earlier if this happened hours ago? There wasn’t anything on my phone when I woke up from my nap

say, hesitating and looping my arm with

in his team of investigators

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

me?” Cora asks, confused.

pulling

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

I don’t suspect you! But his team needs to be thorough, and you were

suspect! After everything!” Cora says, her voice

mollify her because, honestly, it was more like six hours.

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 our childhood when she was truly upset.

hurt you, Ella,” Cora says, her voice as

wide with apology. “You know that I know

true, Cora,” Sinclair says, peeking out from the office. “Forgive my investigators – they were just

says, nodding. “I get it. But, what

have more knowledge of it than the rest

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

a wide, too–eager smile. “Well…” I say, my voice wheedling as I passes the baby to Sinclair and take both of Cora’s hands. The baby calms almost instantly in Sinclair’s arms. “How do you feel

her jaw. “Are you serious? Ether?” she asks, awed. “Do you – you

to do hypnosis?”

I insist, that too–big smile still pasted on my face. “It just makes you remember! And then