Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate by Caroline Above Story

#Chapter 313 – 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 –”

he mutters, his frustrated expression matching Cora’s. “It wasn’t exactly peaceful heading into your apartment, which smelled like wonton soup and

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

the investigators.

There wasn’t anything on my phone when I woke up from my

complicated,” I say, hesitating and looping my arm

piss her off. “Sinclair brought in his

war – and they wanted to…clear you.

Cora asks,

my mouth pulling into a

her voice ringing out through the house. Rafe

op my am mers al work to settle we baby, bobbing him in my arms. “Obviously Sinclair and I don’t suspect you! But his team needs to be thorough, and you were the last one who we know had the sample! It makes sense,

can’t believe I was a suspect! After everything!” Cora says, her voice softer now, but no less

mollify her because, honestly, it was more like

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

would never hurt you, Ella,” Cora says, her voice as pleading as it is

her, my eyes wide with apology. “You know that I know you have nothing to do with this just….please, let

says, peeking out from the office. “Forgive my investigators – they were just following process and

sighs and I see that she understands. “Okay,” she says, nodding. “I

that day,” Sinclair says, his hands in his pockets as he slowly walks over to us. “You have more knowledge of it than the rest of us –

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

say, my voice wheedling as I pa*ses the baby to Sinclair and take both of Cora’s hands. The baby calms almost instantly in Sinclair’s arms. “How do you

face drops along with her jaw. “Are you serious?

me to do hypnosis?”

“It