Accidental Surrogate

Accidental Surrogate Chapter 378-Rebuild Ella

“Hey, handsome,” I say again, in the real world this time. A little smirk pulls on

my lips as Sinclair’s eyes flutter open. We’re laying pressed quite close together

in the little hospital bed, so I can see every twitch of his eyelash as he begins to

focus on me.

He doesn’t say anything at first, just stares at me while he takes a couple of

deep breaths. And then, quite slowly, he lifts a hand close to my face, sliding the

knuckle of his index finger slowly down the length of my cheek. “Hey, trouble,”

he murmurs, his voice scratchy after so many days of disuse.

I burst into a happy grin, so thrilled to see him awake and aware that I can

barely contain myself. But I force myself to stay still, to not grab him, to…. let

him get used to consciousness again in his battered body..

“Rafe?” he asks, his eyes worried as his memories of his last conscious

moments come back to him.

“He’s fine,” I say softly, gesturing with my chin behind my mate, hoping that he

understands that the baby is here in the room with us, asleep. “He missed you,”

I whisper. “He doesn’t like it when he doesn’t have his dad around to hold him.” I

wrinkle my nose and playfully glare at my mate. “He likes you better.”

A little laugh shudders from Sinclair’s mouth. “Does not,” he murmurs, staring at

me steadily, as if he can’t get enough of the sight of my face. “You feed him, and

sing to him. When you leave the room, he looks for you.”

“Really?” I ask, surprised and pleased. I hadn’t known this before.

“Well, he’s not alone,” Sinclair smirks, shifting forward to press his forehead

against mine, a gesture that makes me grin with pleasure, joy pulsing through

me at a ridiculous rate to have him back. “You’re the center of the world, Ella.

We all turn to you.”

“Good,” I sigh, content. “I like all my boys obsessed with me. Makes it easier to

boss you around.”

Sinclair chuckles a little and then pulls back a bit, frowning. I sigh again, but in

resignation this time because I know our little stolen moment of peace is over

that he needs to know about the world and what’s happened since he’s been

gone from it.

“The priestess?” he asks.

“Dead,” I say solemnly. “Roger killed her the moment after you knocked her

down.”

“And Rafe is…”

I say, unable to keep the little smile from my mouth. ” Though

how you caught him in the air with

mark on him, Dominic –

with a smug shrug that makes

he

say, raising my eyebrows with the

the gift on Cora, patching her up, and then the slightly worse

at the clinic, terribly battered needing

story,” I say with a sigh, but they’re both fine now. And so are you,

add, giving him a little push on the shoulder,

about. “Seriously? Not

going on with you?”

he murmurs,

himself, or at least as much as

with

you were asleep for

raising his eyebrows in surprise.

the gift?”

him carefully.

then Hank and

very heavy -“I inform him, giving him a

laugh.

was I asleep?” my mate asks me, smiling a

say, ” but I can’t make new blood, or restore

I pause here, letting the worry of the

“It was really bad, Dominic. If I hadn’t

still been bound…” into

me close so that my body

my head tucked neatly under his chin. “You

can…never thank you. I’m so grateful. You’re

lose you, Dominic,” I say quietly, my

“It was so…so scary. We can’t keep doing this – living like this.

of our lives – I don’t want to do this

he replies, and I can feel him nodding, agreeing with me.

again. You’re right it’s not worth it. I can’t

this. Peace, now.

you promise?” I sigh, hoping to hell that he means it – because that’s.

My mate, my baby, and

promise,” he says.

shut

to

finished. That there are still loose

to be tied up.

we hear the soft

peering over Sinclair’s arm. I smile when I

light of the room at us. It’s late in the

the blinds closed

Hank,” I say, working to

at me and then blinks in

in the dream

I lean forward and smile at

to sit up behind me.

mate murmurs, looking a little ruefully

laugh. “How’s your jaw?”

my mate a smirking little glare

off of the end of the

I…don’t think he liked it very much. How are

pass and takes