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,

a kiss to my hair, pulling

wrapping my hand around the strap

stare up at him, my my

my eyes at him. “Or I am going

laughs at this, shaking his head and pa*sing the baby back to me. Then he presses a kiss to my mouth, tells me he loves me, and turns towards his car. Cora moves close to me next, slipping her hand around

says. “The big push. After this, we’ll have

that a lot, Cora,” I say as I turn to look at her, my bad spirits getting the

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

their team pull out of the garage and drive away. Predictably,

do?” Cora asks as the three of us file into the little kitchen and sink down around the table. The bunker isn’t totally quiet – there’s still a good

join the a*sault team, or those members whose skills lie

people in the world right now, so united are we in our misery. Or, well, four people, if we’re including Rafe. But I sigh as I look down at the little baby, who is falling asleep now. “You don’t even know what’s going on, baby,” I murmur, a little

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

stakes poker,” she quips. I smile at her, knowing that Cora loves cards. She’s clever and precise enough with them

leaning forward a little eagerly. “Now that the boys are gone, let’s gamble away all their money,” I

and we sit, a little smile playing at his lips. “What shall the buy in be,

both?” I

shame and earned not only a million dollars but also apparent

pretending to hand the sleeping baby off

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. I’ll call for him when I am ready to put

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 plan

suddenly there’s a huge bang from down the hall from the entrance to

silent, tensely turning