Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate by Caroline Above Story

Chapter 345 – Parting

Ella

I blink, surprised, when I hear a laugh tumble from Roger’s mouth. Honestly, I had expected anything else. Yelling? Yes. Begging? Sure. Stern orders? Absolutely.

Anything, really, except the low chuckle that falls from Roger’s lips as he leans back and puts his hands in his pockets. “I’m serious,” Cora says, crossing her arms and glaring at him. “I’m going with you. You need me.”

“Cora,” Roger says, shaking his head. “I need you, absolutely. But if you think for a second that I’m letting my pregnant mate climb into a sewer with me as part of an attack on an unknown enemy.

“Well if you wouldn’t let me do it, why on earth would I let you do it!” she counters, angry.

“Because I’m not pregnant!” Roger shouts back, angry, as if it’s obvious. Sinclair shifts a little, moving behind me – his arms still around my shoulders – so we can both watch.

“We’re pregnant,” Cora shouts, pointing between herself and him. “ This is not a me or a you kind of thing! I am not interested in single motherhood on what is essentially day two of this pregnancy!”

“Cora,” Roger sighs, putting an exhausted hand on his forehead. “This is my job. This is what we do. You can’t ask me to back away from it.”

“Why not, when you’re doing the same to me?” Cora counters, shaking her head at him, being stubborn. I bite my lip, torn between wanting to support my sister and frankly agreeing with Roger. There’s absolutely no way in hell that Cora should be going on this mission.

“What are you talking about?” Roger asks, frustrated. “I can help,” she says, pointing at herself, “I’m a doctor. You guys are going to get all torn up out there – you need me!”

speaking to me mind-to-mind as I lean back against him, tense as we watch our siblings argue. When

But even if it did come to something as simple as a vote? It’s three to one. Cora’s staying home. “We’re trained

be enough to hold us

my life – what would I tell our child – when I remembered that I could have been there and saved

and I see him falter, no knowing how to reply. And frankly I’m torn by the

Sinclair asks me, his own inner voice dark and sad. Let me, I reply, and I step forward,

drags her eyes away from her mate

hell would Roger feel if you got killed and your baby with you – and

tortured by it, raising a hand to cover his face for a moment as he collects himself. Cora turns to look at him, surprised, I think, by the

him back towards her and wrapping her arms around his waist. She lays her head on his chest when he puts his own arms around her. “I don’t

hair. “I’m sorry. But Cora, I promise you it will be all

looking up at him. “Is this what I’ve gotten myself into? Battle after battle, fight after fight? Constantly worried about whether or not you’re coming

as he shakes his head steadily at me. No, he says, firm in my mind. We will have peace. I will bring you peace.

replies, tightening his arms around her. “I promise it

the room and giving the two of them a moment alone. My mate takes my hand as we pa*s through the door and head down the hall, both of us

it different now?” Sinclair asks me as

Sinclair says, nodding to the baby as I carry him over to his little

my little guy. But no,” I reply, straightening and looking up at my mate, who stands close to me. “It’s always horrible, Dominic. I’m never going to get

a little, pressing a finger to my mouth, and I nod, understanding. It’s not

that I don’t need to go there. Not really. He will

myself together, Sinclair gives me a deep nod. “Brave little mate,” he whispers, leaning down to press a kiss to my mouth. I wrap my arms around his neck, clinging close, never wanting to

I watch mostly in silence. We do what we can to help, but Sinclair has built a very capable team. Frankly, they don’t need much, which is worse for us. We’re both

next to me as we watch the men pack all of their supplies into the cars