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

again.

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

my eyes, listening. “But I will

close and placing a single kiss

move

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

he says, shaking his head a little bit and

– baby wipes? To get the worst of it from our faces and hands? But the rest

need to pack

Rafe’s changing station with Sinclair

and handing them to my mate before grabbing some to wipe my own face. “To think, when I bought these,” I murmur, “this is not the task for which they

”

–

little but we both move on quickly, heading together to

bit of our clothing, and Rafe’s, and then

and changing essentials as we can fit. Neither of us put Rafe

passing him between our arms when the other needs both hands. It is an

keep him

day

few minutes and head for the bedroom door –

shattered off

passing

remains of our

shrug, following close behind him. “But we can improvise, yes?”

and turns, taking my hand as we hurry down the stairs, not wanting to leave my

a second.

for us at the doorway with a backpack over his shoulder, a group

boxes of whatever they could quickly gather from the investigation.

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

all finished, the group of us move out of the house. Sinclair, the baby, and I

There are

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

this

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