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 –”

a bat into hell,” he mutters, his frustrated expression matching Cora’s. “It wasn’t exactly peaceful heading into your apartment, which

I reach out and give him a little shove and turn to my sister. Clearly in a mood, Roger just shakes his head and goes into the office, where Sinclair is still talking to some

the investigators.

he’s gone, “why didn’t you text me earlier if this happened hours ago? There wasn’t anything on my phone when I woke up from

my arm with Cora’s at the

her off. “Sinclair brought in his team of investigators – the ones who were working on

you.

me?” Cora

say, my mouth pulling into a grimace.

through the house. Rafe flinches and starts to cry, still cuddled

as 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, from an investigative

everything!” Cora says, her voice softer now,

for like, three hours,” I reply, rolling my eyes and wishing to mollify her because, honestly, it was more like six hours. “And obviously you were cleared! So!” I shrug and look at her pleadingly, “maybe move on from

taking a minute to breathe in deeply and then exhale. Then, slowly, she pulls her hands down

Ella,” Cora says, her voice as pleading as it is

eyes wide with apology. “You know that I know you have

from the office. “Forgive my investigators – they were

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

your investigators have the notes?” Cora asks, confused, “from the

“Well…” I 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

you serious? Ether?” she asks,

me to do hypnosis?”

face. “It just makes