Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate

Chapter 212

Chapter 212 – Tattletales

Ella

“Four broken ribs.” The doctor assesses grimly, “and with all the exercise you’ve done since the initial brakes, they haven’t been able to set or heal. I have an injection I can give you to fuse the bones quickly, but it’s painful, and we still need to set them first.”

“What about his other injuries?” Henry inquires anxiously, seated on the other side of me.

“I’ll do a scan to assess the exact placement of his ribs, and I can extend it to the rest of his abdomen to rule out internal injuries. I don’t see anything else of concern.” The doctor shares with much more optimism.

“He’s got a good size lump on the back of his head.” I inform the physician, still running my hands through Sinclair’s hair.

‘Then you two will match.” Philippe interjects, reminding us all of the way I headbutted his chin in my attempts to reach Sinclair. “When you’re done with him, you ought to check her for a concussion.”

“I hardly think that’s necessary.” I complain, reaching back to see if the area is tender, then reflexively wincing when my fingers graze the swollen knot at the back of my skull.

“It is.” Five dominant voices assert, the loudest and most forceful coming from my lap. I send Roger, Henry, Philippe and Gabriel mutinous glances, much good that it does me.

“I was already planning on examining her.” The doctor relates, having the unbelievable nerve to look at Sinclair now, rather than me. “From the sounds of it she’s been much too active following her collapse.”

with a suspicious glare. I turn my indignant gaze on the doctor now, but my mate catches my chin and returns my

ganging up on me when Sinclair is injured and needs our attention most.

little wolf?” He asks, his voice gentle, for I’m sure he can

deal. My blood pressure spiked when Gabriel’s drones found the wreckage from the bomb, that’s all. I passed out and they sedated me. I slept for three whole days, so I’m much better rested and healthy than you

contract, and his irate gaze swings to the

foot to foot. “Well, we didn’t know what we

did none of you consider the possibility that you would find us dead?” He sits up, power rolling off of him in heady waves, “It was sickening for me to see that scene and I’ve been in battle. What the hell were you thinking?” A flash of the gut-wrenching horror Sinclair felt when he woke from the bomb blast slips through our bond, and my wolf whimpers in my

to me.” I encourage, trying to guide his shoulders

okay.” Sinclair tells me, his voice like gravel. He reaches up to

me you were gone.” I remind him,

after she woke up.” Philippe offers, his arms crossed over

I don’t give a single damn that they’re tattling on me,

begins to vibrate in my lap, and I can feel Sinclair’s wolf reaching out to mine. “Don’t be mad at them, baby.” Sinclair murmurs, sliding his hand to my

thickly, wondering how they can

exactly what I

hating the very suggestion of him truly being

so different from me?” Sinclair asks with

– because you’re my mate.” I reply fervently. ‘You’re only do it because

you think it’s different with us, Ella?” Philippe grouses, pulling my attention away

you if you let anything happen to me.” I answer easily, my wolf feeling a bloodthirsty

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