Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate by Caroline Above Story

#Chapter 269 – All Just a Dream

Sinclair

The doctor knocks gently at the door then. I slide my eyes to him, annoyed to have another person in the room. Is this best for her, all of these interruptions?

“How is she,” the doctor asks, coming to Ella’s side. Cora moves to stand at Ella’s head, making room for him.

“The same,” I murmur, returning my eyes to my mate’s pallid face. “No changes.”

“What does that mean, doctor?” Cora asks, wringing her hands.

“Well,” the doctor replies, leaning down to study Ella’s face. “I can’t say that I’m encouraged by it. I think that if she were getting better, she would have woken by now.” He moves away from her and over to some of the machines, lifting the tape they’ve been printing for hours to read the report. But,” he murmurs, studying them. “It doesn’t seem like she’s getting any worse.”

“Is there anything we can do?” Cora asks, looking at him with pleading eyes. She, like me, wants to do something, anything.

“Go home,” the doctor says frankly. “Get some rest. There’s nothing you can do for her here. So go home, prepare yourselves.”

“Prepare ourselves?!” Cora gasps, her eyes going wide. “For –”

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“For whatever’s next,” the doctor interrupts, meeting her eyes evenly. “It’s not going to do any good to panic. If she survives, she’s going to need you, all of you.” He glances around at the rest of us as he says this. “She’s going to need you to be strong for her, so it doesn’t do any good to stand around her worrying. I would recommend that you go home and let us care for her here.”

Cora nods anxiously, but I can’t help the anger that builds in me.

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“I am going nowhere,” I snap, my eyes fixed on the doctor, who comes back to the bedside now.

“I understand,” he replies, meeting my gaze. “But you two,” he says to Cora and Roger, “I don’t recommend that you stay.”

and nodding. Then, she looks to me.

out of the room without

little as looks at the empty

I mumble

shrugs as Cora moves to his side. “Sinclair,” she says, her voice serious. “How long

glare at her. What a

is right – we’re not doing Ella

When she wakes up, she’s going

“I’m not…I can’t rest. Not

the sentence. Can’t

to understand. But then she starts,

head, looking towards her. “Can you…” she waves a hand towards Ella’s still form. “Can you do that? Can you meet here there? Maybe…give her

head slowly, grinding my teeth. Why the hell hadn’t I thought of

growl. “Not without her invitation. She has to bring me into the dream, and I don’t know…” I lean forward

a sudden flutter of hope within me. Could it be

“Please, try.

If I fall into a sleep…and she’s not dreaming, or I don’t…god damnit, the waste of time. I would never forgive myself if she…if she

I command, not looking at them. “I do

then slip from the room, closing the door behind them. I take a long moment, then, to look at my mate. To lean forward, pressing a kiss to

I murmur to her. “Please,

Ella

I spin around in my little dream forest. It’s so good to be back here – where the air is cool, and damp, and

to do as a little girl, laughing as I go. “Spin, spin,”

she’s gone. Silly pup, where is she

looking for her, and am hit with a sudden waive of

myself. Silly girl, making myself sick. I throw myself

worsens, making my head pound

I moan, lifting my hands to my head. Silly girl, silly dream. Suddenly my head spins of its own avail

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