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…”

fine,” I say, unable to keep the

to hear more about how you caught him

on him, Dominic

says with a smug shrug that makes me laugh

he continues.

both okay,” I say, raising my eyebrows with

patching her up, and then the slightly worse

clinic, terribly battered needing quite a bite of

but they’re both fine now.

add, giving him a little

that he asked about. “Seriously?

going on with you?”

he murmurs,

at himself, or at least as much as

bed with me. I’m not

asleep for three whole days,

he asks, raising his eyebrows in surprise. “But you…healed

the gift?”

watching him carefully. “I patched you up

when we got to you, and then

heavy -“I inform him,

laugh.

my mate asks me, smiling

up,” I say, ” but I can’t make new blood,

of the past three days creep my face

I hadn’t been there, if I had

still been bound…” into

close so that

as it can be, my head tucked neatly under his

thank you. I’m so

quietly, my voice shaking a little as

keep doing

now – and the rest of our lives – I don’t want to

know,” he replies, and I can feel him nodding, agreeing with

You’re right it’s not worth it. I can’t keep putting my body

like this. Peace, now.

to hell that he means it

in the world. My mate,

says. “I swear it,

shut against the hope that blooms

want to believe him so

know that this isn’t finished. That

to be tied up.

me tight when we hear the

little, peering over Sinclair’s

peering through. the dim light of the room at us. It’s late in the evening,

drawn the blinds

Hank,” I say,

at me and then blinks in surprise at Sinclair. “Is he up?” Hank

him in the

happily as I lean

sit

Hank,” my mate murmurs, looking a little

laugh. “How’s your jaw?”

Hank says, shooting my mate a smirking little glare as he

the end of the bed, flipping

he liked it very

the awkwardness pass and takes a deep breath, stretching his