Accidental Surrogate for Alpha

Chapter 333

Chapter 333 – Bunker

Ella

“We have to go,” Sinclair commands, looking at his brother and then at me, both of our eyes trained on him. “To one of the bunkers. Where we’re better prepared for a siege, if need be.”

I don’t know what he means – not entirely – but I just give my mate a single nod, agreeing to his plan, trusting him. Roger nods as well, and I’m sure he knows more about it than I do. Sinclair shifts his gaze to the team standing wide–eyed behind Roger and nods to them. Understanding Sinclair’s command to prepare to move, they turn away, instantly in action.

Roger, however, stays perfectly still. “Cora,” he says, looking into Sinclair’s eyes, his intention perfectly clear. He won’t go without her.

“We’ll find her,” I answer, my voice assured. “She’s coming, Roger. I won’t have it any other way.”

Roger looks between us for a moment, his mouth tightening, and then nods once before turning

to leave the room to make his own preparations.

“Ten minutes!” Sinclair calls after him. “Less, if we can!” I see the back of Roger’s head nod in

understanding, though he doesn’t turn to say anything else.

Then, my mate turns his attention to me, loosening his arms around me and the baby and coming

around to look down into my face. “You’re a mess, little mate,” he murmurs, smiling a little.”

Though I have to admit that I rather like the sight of you covered in the blood of your enemies,

“Thanks,” I say, tossing my hair over my shoulder and pretending a casual air I don’t feel. “I hear

it’s the next big thing in fashion. Very chic.”

He laughs a little at my joke and shakes his head at me, but still looks down at me. “Are you all

right, darling?” he asks, and something about his voice – the worry in it, the need for me to be

okay, loosens the resolve in me. I feel my face fall then, my knees go a little weak –

Because, really, I can be weak now with him here. My baby needed me before – I don’t regret a

my side now to keep

again.

I say honestly, shaking my head, my voice trembling a little.

my eyes, listening.

he promises, drawing me close and placing a single kiss on my hair: “But we

move

up a little and squaring my shoulders as I look my mate up and down. “Um – all

bunker,” he says, shaking his head a little

the worst of it from our faces and hands? But the rest of the

– we need to pack the essentials and get downstairs.”

heading to Rafe’s changing station with Sinclair in

and handing them to my mate before grabbing some to wipe my own face. “To think, when I bought

”

–

little but we both move on quickly, heading

bags with the essentials – a bit of our clothing, and Rafe’s, and then a

diapers and changing essentials as we can fit. Neither of us put Rafe down for a

our arms when the other needs

to keep him close.

this horrible day largely

done packing in only a few minutes and head

off its

asks, passing through and not

remains of our

following close behind him.

we hurry down the stairs, not wanting

a second.

doorway with a backpack over his shoulder, a group

whatever they could quickly gather from the investigation.

Sinclair into the living room quickly, where

of us move out of the house. Sinclair, the baby,

There are

teams fill. I don’t ask about the plan, trusting that

this kind

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