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.

few steps forward to smack his brother on

calf.

to be hurt and flinching

I’m healing -”

face goes slack, but when we all burst again into laughter he

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

break the bonds

see him fighting his smile. “Because I

to jerks who take joy in my

Roger,” Sinclair interrupts, laughing

apparently picking up

one blames you

the edge of the

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

to kidnap Rafe,” he murmurs, looking up

have to be

Cora murmurs, frowning insincerely down at him. “You’ll just

And, of course, admit

growls, pulling her

Sinclair asks, shifting Rafe who he hasn’t put down

in his hands so

watch my mate

runs between the two of

says, smiling down at

“We were worried for a little bit – I also lost a lot of blood 1 but

she gives a little shrug and meets

anxious for a day or two but Roger says that the connection is still strong.

reason

raising his eyebrows. “Rafe

says, raising her eyebrows

buddy, I’m glad my pregnancy

attitude, sis,” I sigh, leaning

dad?” Sinclair asks, leaning back

the door. “In another room.

feels a lot of guilt.” He

rest of the men took a

out victorious, but…. not everyone made it. I know

a lot of guilt for what everyone went through – and

grandkids at risk.

course –

agreed to the plan, we all

it go.

to

at his

on his

that he’s hoping to hell he never puts Rafe in a

or that he never, ever feels like he’s

his children

side, sending

bond. I want him to know

turns to me, grateful, and presses a little

turns back his brother and I look that way

instead of Roger, I find my eyes falling on Cora who looks at

her eyes. And as I tilt

her blush and look

suddenly, that it’s jealousy. Because

and growing closer every day…she doesn’t have the