Accidental Surrogate

Chapter 378

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…”

to keep the little smile from my mouth. ”

you caught him in the air

on

he says with a smug shrug that makes

then he continues. “Cora?

say, raising my eyebrows with the

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

clinic, terribly battered needing quite a

but they’re

him a little push

asked about. “Seriously? Not curious

going on with you?”

I think I knew that,” he murmurs, rolling his

glancing down at himself, or at least as much as he can

with me. I’m

were asleep for three

raising his eyebrows in

the gift?”

I say quietly, watching him carefully.

then Hank and Roger

inform him, giving him a little glare

laugh.

my mate asks me,

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

the worry of the past three days creep my

hadn’t been there, if I had …if my

still been bound…” into

pulls me close so that my

be, my head tucked neatly under his chin. “You

hair. “I can…never thank you. I’m so

lose you, Dominic,” I say quietly, my voice shaking a

We can’t keep

lives – I

he replies, and I can feel him nodding, agreeing with me. “I’m so

not worth it. I can’t keep

line like this. Peace,

hoping to hell that

world. My

he says. “I swear it,

shut against the

want to believe him

also know that this isn’t finished. That there are still loose

to be tied up.

tight when we hear the soft creak

little, peering over Sinclair’s arm. I smile when I

dim light of the room

the blinds

I say,

in surprise at Sinclair. “Is he up?”

for him in the dream finally

lean forward

to sit up behind me.

looking a little

laugh. “How’s your jaw?”

my mate a

off of the end of the bed, flipping

he liked it very much. How

takes a deep

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