Accidental Surrogate

Accidental Surrogate Chapter 379-Family Planning Ella

We’re an almost ridiculously cheerful group about an hour later when Roger and

Cora come to join me and Sinclair in his little clinic room.

Roger is first through the door, his face stark with worry as he storms into the

room after getting word – probably from Hank – that Sinclair is awake.

“Dominic -” he says, all anxiety as Cora follows him in, closing the door quietly

behind them. But Roger stops in his tracks when he sees Dominic sitting up

happily in bed, smiling down at Rafe who has just woken up from his nap and

finished eating. I’m sitting happily on Sinclair’s side, so I have a front-row seat.

“Hey, Rog,” Sinclair says, looking up and giving his brother a warm smile.

“Seriously?” Roger asks, staring a little dumbfounded at his brother. “You – you

sleep for three days after being miraculously healed and all I get is ‘Hey Rog’?”

“What else do you want?” Sinclair asks, frowning confusedly at his brother.

“I don’t know,” Roger says, throwing out an exasperated hand. “Something more

significant I guess – maybe some kind of address to the fact that you had us

worried sick when you wouldn’t wake up

“Ignore him,” Cora says happily, crossing the room to Sinclair’s side and

dropping a happy little kiss on his cheek. “He’s just had a hard couple of days

groveling to Hank after punching him in the face and handing Rafe back to his

kidnapper.”

Roger scowls, sinking his hands into his pockets and glaring around at the three

of us. “Seriously? Three days later, and I can’t get a break about that?”

“We’ve forgiven you,” I say, raising my eyebrows and gesturing between me and

Cora – and, I admit, enjoying his awkwardness a little bit. “But Dominic,” I say,

pointing at my mate now, “hasn’t even had a chance to be mad. Not to mention

Rafe, when we tell him in ten years. He’s gonna be pissed.”

Roger clenches his hands into fists and glares around at all of us, starting to get

pissed again, and Sinclair – to my glee – feeds into it.

“You’re demoted,” he says with a deep Alpha’s command, glaring back at his

brother. “No longer my Beta, Roger. I’ll see what I can do about getting you

some menial command, see if you can earn my trust back-

“Dom-“Roger gasps, his face falling, but the slow smile that spreads across

Sinclair’s face has me and Cora cackling. Roger quickly figures out the joke.

a few steps

calf.

gasps, pretending to be hurt and flinching his leg

I’m healing -”

goes slack, but when we

glares at us. “I reject all of you,” he murmurs,

of us in turn. “I break the

fighting his smile. “Because I refuse

who take joy in my guilt and pain

get over it, Roger,” Sinclair interrupts, laughing and looking down at

up on the

fine. No one blames you for anything. Except

groans a little, sitting down on the edge of the bed

arm around his shoulders. “I almost wish it was Hank

us and tried to kidnap Rafe,” he murmurs, looking up at his

to be

insincerely down

get over it. And, of course, admit I was

growls, pulling her close and making her

shifting Rafe who he

the baby in his hands so that he can look all

little as I watch my mate

between the two

is okay,” Cora says, smiling down at herself and putting

little bit – I

me,” she gives a little shrug and meets

a day or two but Roger says that the connection

reason to be worried

raising his eyebrows.

yes,” Cora says, raising her eyebrows a little sarcastically,

his buddy, I’m glad my

the right attitude, sis,” I sigh,

Sinclair asks, leaning

the door. “In another room.

And I think he feels a lot of guilt.” He grimaces a little and I

the rest of the men

not everyone made it. I know that

what everyone went through – and especially for putting

grandkids at risk.

course – have spent a lot of time trying

plan, we all thought it was best. But he hasn’t

it go.

talk to him,”

at his brother. “He…he might listen to

says seriously, his eyes on his own son. And I

bond, that he’s hoping to hell he never puts Rafe

like he’s failed Rafe in

his children now.

press myself tighter against my mate’s side, sending a little pulse

him to know that it’s never going to

grateful, and presses a little kiss to

he turns back his brother

my eyes falling on Cora who looks at me

little strange in her eyes. And as I tilt my head at

her blush and

I realize, quite suddenly, that it’s jealousy. Because while she

close, and growing closer every day…she