Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate by Caroline Above Story

#Chapter 316 – Safe?

Ella

Forty–five minutes later, I back out of the bedroom, snicking the door shut behind me. Then, I

stand up, closing my eyes and exhaling a long breath.

“Is she all right?” a voice hisses, right behind me.

I leap about a foot in the air, managing to muffle my shriek as I spin to see my mate standing

about six inches from me, looking down with a worried expression. I smack him, hard, against the

chest – more to get my adrenaline out than to actually hurt him – and glare up at him, mad at him

for scaring me like that. Sinclair just blinks at me, waiting, my smack having had no effect on him

at all.

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“Back up,” I whisper, putting my hands on his wide, muscled chest and pushing backwards. “She’s

asleep, finally – where is the baby?”

“He’s here,” Roger says, standing at the end of the hall with his godson in his arms. I smile, a little,

at the sight as I move forward with my arms open. Roger quietly pa*ses my baby to me and I smile

down at my son, something in my body that has been anxious without him in the same room as

me finally coming to rest.

“Seriously, Ella,” Sinclair says, looking back towards the closed door of our guest room. “Is Cora

okay?”

“I don’t know,” I say, looking towards the door anxiously. “Leon came back about ten minutes later, offering a sedative so she could sleep. I told him to give it as long as it wouldn’t give her bad

dreams. Or any dreams.”

anything?” Sinclair asks,

my own emotions a bit

to me, anger and frustration immediately on his face, but then he softens “I’m sorry, Ella,” he says, sincere. “I didn’t

to my mate, leaning my body against him. “I’m

stressed,” he murmurs against my hair. “You haven’t had any

-eight hours…”

Roger says suddenly, striding towards

“I start, but he turns to me with his hand on the knob, giving

from

to do anything, Ella,” Roger bites out, his

case she needs anything. You two go get some sleep,” he says, his

sit

feel my eyes fill with tears at the sweet sincerity of my brother–in–law and, seeing them, Sinclair wraps an arm around my shoulder. “Come on, trouble,” he murmurs to me, nodding to

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tear from my face. “How can I sleep when someone is coming for my baby – when my sister

the door behind us. Then he takes me by the shoulders and moves me towards the bed, taking the sleeping baby from

my head and arms and then sitting me down on the mattress, tugging off my leggings. When I’m in

basically eye- level with mine.

anyone hurt or take Rafe, yes?

Again, I nod.

sleep, darling,” he says, lifting a hand to my face and gently cupping

you can be strong for

exhaustion then. A little part of me knows that Sinclair is talking to me like a child, and resents it, but a larger part of

feet in underneath the blankets, taking the baby with me. “Tonight he sleeps in the bed with us, okay?” I murmur, laying the swaddled baby down flat on the mattress between where Sinclair and I sleep. I move all of the pillows

him close.”

Sinclair murmurs, stripping down to his underwear and climbing into

Then, he leans forward, kissing Rafe softly on the head before laying

on the pillow.

eyes

Ella,” he whispers. “We all are.

comforted,

Cora

stark straight in the bed

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