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.

gasps, pretending to be hurt

I’m healing -”

when we all burst again into laughter he

his arms and glares at us. “I reject all of you,”

the bonds

though I can see him fighting his smile. “Because

who take joy in

get over it, Roger,” Sinclair interrupts, laughing

apparently picking up on the good mood in

fine. No one blames you for anything.

the edge

his shoulders. “I almost wish it

kidnap Rafe,” he murmurs, looking

to

insincerely down at him. “You’ll just

it. And, of course, admit I

growls, pulling her

the baby, Cora?” Sinclair asks, shifting Rafe who he hasn’t put

in his

watch my mate

runs between

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

“We were worried for a little bit – I also lost a

gives a little shrug and meets

but Roger says that the connection is still strong.

reason

says, raising his eyebrows. “Rafe needs his

raising her eyebrows a

glad

right attitude, sis,” I sigh, leaning against

Sinclair asks, leaning back

the door. “In another room. He’s okay too

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

the rest of the men took

but…. not everyone made it. I know that

a lot of guilt for what everyone went

grandkids at risk.

course – have spent a lot of time trying to

agreed to the plan, we all thought it was best.

it go.

should talk to him,”

at his brother. “He…he might listen

will,” Sinclair says seriously, his eyes on his own son. And I

hoping to hell he never puts Rafe in

that he never, ever feels like he’s failed

failed his children now. “Of course

tighter against my mate’s side, sending a little pulse of love

to know that it’s never going to

me, grateful, and presses a little kiss to my

turns back

I find my eyes falling on Cora who looks at me

strange in her eyes. And as I tilt my

her blush

suddenly, that it’s

growing closer every day…she doesn’t