Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate by Caroline Above Story

Chapter 327

#Chapter 327 – Back to the Real World

Ella

I’m sitting anxiously by Rafe’s basinet, watching him sleep, while my mind wanders impatiently

elsewhere. It’s been twenty–four hours since we heard from Cora and Roger and I feel, just a tiny

little bit, that every pa*sing minute is a knife in my heart.

Where is my sister? I wonder to myself, sighing as I look down at my baby and honestly barely

seeing him. 1

It’s okay, my wolf says to me, rubbing her body warmly against my poor aching heart, nuzzling

me with her snout. Roger will take care of her – I know it. He can’t not.

But what if he couldn’t, I think anxiously, my mind turning inevitably to that freak storm that

they hit – the storm which separated them from their guards, which seemed….just, too precise.

Too convenient. To perfect to be coincidence. What if the cult trapped them? And hurt them both?

I wail, inwardly, my wolf giving in a little and sitting back on her haunches to raise her nose to the

sky and howl a little along with me. She still believes, but she’s overwhelmed, a little, by my

despair, even though inwardly she keeps the faith.

“Ella!” I hear Sinclair shout from downstairs. I jump a little, turning towards the door, but I freeze,

not allowing myself to hope. If it was bad news – he wouldn’t be shouting from downstairs –

But something very urgent could be happening so he can’t come up –

“Ella!” he calls again. “Come down! There’s a car in the drive!”

I gasp, leaning down to quickly scoop Rafe up into my arms. He gives a little half–hearted cry of

protest and I know that I should leave him here to sleep more – but damn it, with the cult out

there looking for him, there’s no way I’m leaving him out of one of his parents‘ sight for an instant.

Not until I know he’s safe.

I dash out of the room and pound down the stairs, looking anxiously into my mate’s face as he

bottom, a hand raised to take mine. I

“Is it

–

doesn’t say anything and I realize that he doesn’t know he came to

stride to the front door, which

–

a little moan of relief, sinking against Sinclair as my knees weaken, just a little,

her – I can see Roger, turning towards her and saying a few words before

I cry, tears filling my eyes as I dash

a big smile as I throw myself at her, tossing my arm around her neck. Cora takes too steadying steps backwards at the force of me, but wraps her arms around me nonetheless. “Easy, sis!” she says, still laughing

—

baby,” I mutter,

that I have my sister back, safe. “Where were

at all, of course – I made

says, shrugging at me. “We were in the storm for a long time

have a charger?”

plan to stay so

charging cord in

wasn’t one

stopped,” I cry, “at a gas station to

my

you were so worried. We were fine. – we are

home, we just wanted to get here quickly. I’m sorry I didn’t think

–

should have,” I say, sniffing a little and wiping my angry tears of relief

you, Cora. I was worried

didn’t,” she says, putting a warm arm around me. “I’m sorry, Ella,” she

slowly over to us. “You’re right we should have called, or texted,

–

It’s our fault. We were…” she hesitates here, but

at me and sinking his hands into his

I ask, confused, looking between the

Cora blushes –

Blushes?!

My mouth drops open.

stopped…at a little motel. Just to weather it out.” She doesn’t

for hours, worried to death, and you’re out there having motel

quips, and when I turn to him I

I repeat, taking a step forward to shove Roger for his comment for good

awe.

smoothly, ignoring my little

to take her

for so long that Cora’s

worry in my eyes. “Ella,” she starts,

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