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

but I have Sinclair at my side now to keep me safe and I’m free to

again.

honestly, shaking my head, my voice

eyes, listening. “But I will

close and placing a

move

shoulders as I look my mate up and down. “Um – all this

shaking his head a little bit and looking

it from our faces and hands? But the rest of

need to pack the

laugh a little, heading to Rafe’s changing station with Sinclair in tow, tugging a

some to wipe my own face. “To think, when I bought these,” I murmur,

”

–

but we both move on quickly,

– a bit of our clothing,

we can fit. Neither of us put Rafe down

the other needs both hands. It is an instinct,

keep him

this horrible day largely unscathed, we

only a few minutes and head

is shattered off its hinges.

we need anything else?” Sinclair asks, passing through and not even looking at the

remains of

him. “But

hurry down the stairs, not wanting to leave

a second.

with a backpack over his shoulder, a

of whatever they could quickly gather from the

murmur, tugging Sinclair into the living room quickly, where I grab it off the table.

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

while Roger moves towards another. There are

ask about the

place for this kind of

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