Accidental Surrogate

Accidental Surrogate Chapter 380-Battered Ella

The four of us spent the next few hours talking, eventually ordering quite a bit of

takeout and making some complicated plans while Sinclair ate his weight in

Chinese food. The sight of him eating pleased me to no end, but eventually I

could see him running out of steam.

“All right,” I say quietly, looking significantly at Cora and Roger. “I think ….we

have enough to go on for now. We can pick up again tomorrow.”

“What?” Sinclair asks, frowning around at us though I can see him stifling a

yawn. “We have so much to do-”

“Enough,” I say significantly, placing my little hand over his larger one.” You’re

still exhausted, Dominic.”

He frowns at me and opens his mouth, ready to fight, but I shake my head once.

“Tomorrow,” I say, my voice a command. He narrows his eyes at me but I stand

strong. “I understand, Dominic. I know it’s in your nature to tear the world apart

in the effort to make it all better as fast as you can. But please, for me, can you

start tomorrow?”

He hesitates but sees the sorrow and worry in my face and, slowly, nods. This is

the last day you get to boss me around, trouble,” he growls, not happy about it.

“Tomorrow, I’m in charge again.”

“I’ll take it,” I say, leaning forward to give him a kiss on the cheek, Rafe curled

happily in my arms.

“I think it’s a good plan,” Roger says, yawning himself and stretching his arms.

He and Cora stand up and he wraps an arm around her waist, smiling down at

her. “Ready for bed, little mate?”

“Sure, little mate,” Cora replies, grinning up at him, knowing precisely what she’s

doing. “What?” Roger says with a start, frowning down at her. “That doesn’t

work, Cora – you’re the little one – ”

“But it’s sweet!” she says, pretending to be innocent and making me grin. I’m

little mate, you’re little mate – ”

not little,”

cheek fondly. “Sure you’re

the room Roger growls, storming after her, and

how well she

says to me after

Roger needs a good teasing to keep

line.”

I ask, perching on the side of the bed. “Do you

line?”

says, letting his voice drop into that deep, dominant register

Ella. And you

forward to kiss my mate, letting him feel

much I like it down the bond. The hum in Sinclair’s chest deepens as

closer, letting one of his hands drift suggestively down my

away. “Baby’s still up,” I say, nodding down

going to take him

you try to get some

starting to stand up, but I put

asking him to

him see my sincerity in my

go full steam and I

more good night’s sleep, okay? For me? So

right?”

against the pillows,

face as he does.

TV remote closer to him

distract himself so that his mind doesn’t spin

rests.

back soon?” he

soon as the baby’s asleep,” I

a little bit, because I intend to stay out until I know Sinclair is able

sleep whether Rafe is asleep or

and, with a final squeeze of his

shut behind me, I turn to find Hank leaning

the door, as I

he asks, quirking an eyebrow at

say with a sigh, squaring

and I let him hold Rafe while I

in and settled, I look up

my friend. ”

side-by-side long into the night tending to the men

the bunker or on the expedition

moment that I haven’t been pinned

past three days.

to continually have to choose

wanted to be constantly next to Sinclair, holding

body and mind healed

have responsibilities as the Luna of this pack, as the bearer

gift, to use it to heal the men who made such terrible sacrifices

us.

Shortly after we