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.

Roger growls, taking a few steps forward to

calf.

pretending to be hurt and flinching his leg

I’m healing -”

goes slack, but when we all burst again into

and glares at us. “I reject all of

break the bonds of mate, of family,

fighting his smile.

take joy in my guilt and pain

Roger,” Sinclair interrupts, laughing and looking down at

up

one blames you for anything.

sitting down on the edge of the bed as

shoulders. “I almost

to kidnap Rafe,” he murmurs, looking up

wouldn’t have to be nice to

baby,” Cora murmurs, frowning insincerely down at

it. And, of course,

growls, pulling her close and making

Cora?” Sinclair asks, shifting Rafe who he

his hands so that

a little as I watch my mate with

runs between the two of

says, smiling down at herself

bit – I also lost a lot of blood 1

me,” she gives a little

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

any reason to be

Sinclair says, raising his eyebrows.

says, raising her eyebrows a little

glad

right attitude, sis,” I sigh, leaning against

is dad?” Sinclair asks,

door. “In another room. He’s

a lot of guilt.” He grimaces a

Henry and the rest of the men took a hard

out victorious, but…. not everyone made it.

for what everyone went through – and especially for

grandkids at risk.

of us – Sinclair aside, of course – have spent a lot

we all thought it was best. But

it go.

should talk to

his brother. “He…he might listen to

seriously, his eyes on his own son. And I

hoping to hell he never puts Rafe in a

that he never, ever feels like he’s failed Rafe in

children now. “Of

my mate’s side, sending

bond. I want him to know that it’s never

Sinclair turns to me, grateful, and presses a little kiss to

turns back his brother and I look that

my eyes falling on Cora who looks at me

in her eyes. And as I tilt my head at

her blush and look

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

close, and growing closer every day…she doesn’t