Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate by Caroline Above Story

#Chapter 323 – Sister Stuff

Ella

“I wonder what Cora’s up to,” I sigh as I stand by the window rocking Rafe, who his crying a little and fussing in my arms. I know that he doesn’t need anything – he’s been fed, burped, changed, and everything else a baby could want. He’s just crying to cry, and I give a defeated little sigh, smiling at him and knowing that he just has to take a minute to work

it out.

Sinclair, sitting on the bed with papers spread out all around him, glances up at me. You haven’t had any word from her?” he asks.

“No,” I reply, shaking my head. The last thing I heard was from the guards, who said they got separated form Cora and Roger by a flash flood. I’m…worried about her.”

“You know Roger will take care of her,” Sinclair says pa*sively, flicking through the papers, looking for one in particular.

“I know,” I sigh, bobbing Rafe in my arms. “But even Roger can’t protect against the forces of nature. It’s just so strange – they’re only three hours away, and they’re apparently caught in some kind of hurricane? And we’ve got sunny skies?” I turn again towards the window, frowning. Something that feels uncannily like my mother’s gift pulses inside me, making my wolf turn towards it in attention, cocking her head to the side curiously. But neither of us know what to make of it, so I sigh again.

Rafe lets out a little wail then, working one of his little arms free of his blanket and waving an angry fist in the air.

“Oh baby,” I murmur, leaning down to give him a little kiss. “What do you have to worry about? You’re not stuck out in a storm. You’re here safe, with mommy!”

“Maybe he’s picking up on mommy’s anxiety,” Sinclair says, standing up from the bed and coming next to us, reaching for the baby. “Maybe he feels it down the bond

“Don’t blame me for your child’s bad attitude,” I say, joking and handing Rafe over into his father’s arms, whose size remind me again of the tiny delicacy of my baby boy “He gets that from your side. I’m no crybaby”

Sinclair laughs, rocking the baby in his arms, and Rafe quiets almost instantly, his yowl softening to an angry little murmur “Why,” Sinclair asks, “do you always suggest that his

undesirable qualities come from me? I come from excellent stock”

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in his father’s aums, but not jealous enough to take him back if it means he’ll cry. Alongside the jealousy, there’s also a part of me that loves Rafe’s connection with his father, that he like me – finds comfort in

have a father too, you know,” Sinclair

at him. “A king.

laughs, opening his mouth to retort, when we hear a little knock

more completely now,

to see his father there, wheeling

linterrupting?” Henry asks

forward. “No- but

here?”

to me then. This chair is really state of the art,” he says, gesturing to the chair I ordered for my bed rest. Tll really

says, frowning at me. “I thought I told you to arrange to get rid

say, grinning widely to hide the fact that I completely

house back to the way it was. I pat him on the arm, knowing that it’s the right choice Henry should have free run of the house,

I came up with information,” he says, pulling a folder

know more. Sinclair likewise steps

and well It actually makes sense that the book that Cora and Roger found was so

decades, largely unnoticed. It’s actually rather a miracle that that book reported anything about them – our best guess

say, looking between Henry and my

secrecy?”

Henry says, looking up at me and tapping

a trail on the

than they’ve ever been.”

absentmindedly. They’re responsible for switching the sperm that brought Ella and

that the man

I consider, coming to stand at Sinclair’s side and folding my arms

someone with a particular affinity for magic, or someone with great strength. We know, for instance, that the Goddess’s

nod, considering that that makes sense, and look up at my mate. His eyes, however, are fixed steadily

Sinclair says, his tone suddenly sharp.