Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate by Caroline Above Story

#Chapter 363 – Trouble, Trouble, Trouble

Ella

Cora and I stand silently in the garage of the bunker, watching our mates pack their cars in preparation for their a*sault. Rafe is in my arms, fussing unhappily, and Henry has rolled his chair up on Cora’s other side, likewise watching tensely.

“It will be finished tonight,” Henry says, nodding confidently. “I know it. The boys will finish this.”

“I hope you are right, Henry,” I sigh. “I don’t know how much longer I can keep sending him off like this.”

Henry looks up at me, sympathy in his eyes, but I can’t return his gaze – I’m too overwhelmed. Instead, I look down at my little red baby, who is now crying unhappily in my arms.

Minutes – I know we’ve got minutes left until Roger and Sinclair leave. And I can barely take it.

“Come here, mini trouble,” Sinclair murmurs, and I jump a little as I realize that he’s close to me now, reaching out for the baby. I was too lost in my thoughts. I look up at my mate, my eyes filled with tears, and silently hand over the baby in to his waiting arms.

He doesn’t turn his attention to Rafe, though, instead putting out his other arm to wrap around me. I rest my head against his chest, looking away from him. But my eyes just fall on Cora and Roger, saying their own goodbyes next to me, and I can’t take that either.

So I turn my head in the other direction, pressing my eyes shut.

“It will be okay, Ella,” Sinclair whispers to me, the baby going quiet in his arms, as he always does, “I promise you, it will be okay.”

trust you – it’s just the rest of the world, and what it has in store, that I can’t

understanding, and then presses a kiss to

wrapping my hand around the strap

turning my face up to him with a touch of his fingers beneath y chin. And I stare up at him, my my beautiful, tender, ferocious mate. I’m coming back

narrowing my eyes at him. “Or I am going to

kiss to my mouth, tells me he loves me,

she says. “The big

I’ve been hearing that a lot, Cora,” I say as I turn to look at her, my bad

smile as she holds the hope for both of us. “At some

we watch our mates and their team pull out of the garage and drive away. Predictably, things are simultaneously

down around the table.

those persons who are still too ill to join the a*sault team, or those members whose skills

misery. Or, well, four people, if we’re including

hand into the pocket of his wheelchair and coming out with a deck of cards. “That this is a

says distraction like a couple hands of high- stakes poker,” she quips. I smile at her, knowing that Cora loves cards. She’s clever and precise enough with them to be a bit of

boys are gone, let’s gamble away all their money,” I say, perking

murmurs as he shuffles and we sit, a little smile playing at his lips. “What shall the buy

both?” I ask,

and earned not only a million dollars

pretending to hand the sleeping baby

a hand. “I’ll let you maintain ownership for now,” he laughs, pulling the cards towards him to put them neatly back in their box. “I know you’re fond of him, after all.

this one,” Cora says, looking down at her still-flat tummy. She cocks her head to the side and smirks at Henry. “Should we agree on a lay-away

suddenly there’s a huge bang

us go silent, tensely turning towards the door, waiting to