Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate

Chapter 274

Chapter 274 – Bonded

Ella

My head feels…so heavy. I groan, trying to move my hands up so I can press them against my temples, but I can’t move them.

“Easy,” I hear him say beside me and instinctually I turn towards his voice. Where –

“Easy, Ella,” he murmurs, his words thick with emotion. “It’s all right…”

I peel my eyelids apart, then, confused at the effort. It’s like I haven’t opened my eyes for weeks…

My vision comes back to me slowly, the room around me coming into focus with effort. I blink rapidly, looking around at Sinclair, and Cora, and Roger all standing around me, peering at me with worried faces. I feel very suddenly like Dorothy, when she wakes up from her trip to Oz.

“What?” I murmur, my voice thick and my throat scratchy. Suddenly anxious, I try to sit up, pushing at the bed beneath me but –

What the hell were all these wires, tied to my arms?

“Easy, trouble,” Sinclair whispers, pressing his hand to my shoulder, keeping me down. My body responds to his command, relaxing backwards as I look up at him. But…

“Where am I?” I ask, staring at him, and then I press my eyes closed. It’s all just too much.

“You’re in the hospital,” I hear my sister explain. “After the gift, at the temple…”

But her voice fades, almost as if I can’t hear it. I feel my heart start to pound, my breath ratchet up as my memories start to come back to me. Of being on the temple steps of Cora there, and what we learned about each other of Sinclair’s warm arms around me –

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And then, nothing – and then clouds – and Sinclair again, and my baby –

Oh my god, where was my baby?

“Rafe?” I gasp, spinning towards Sinclair as my eyes fly open, desperate. “Where is Rafe?” Then I start to look all around me, searching for him – he’s here, he has to be, I remember him, my little baby, wrapped in white swaddling, holding him in my arms

hurriedly, “it was a dream, Ella – we met him in the dream

attention to it, reminding me that

hands so that they rest on either side of my baby. Then I close my eyes, resting my head back on the pillow, and search for him.

love I have in my heart down our bond, and feeling a little pulse back. He hears me. He tells me

my whole body relax. I open my eyes again, feeling a rush of sudden and unexpected joy. I look up to Sinclair and

grasping one of

touch. We stay like that for a long minute as tears start to

in just a few minutes. To come flying back to reality after such a hard few weeks, after days of struggling in the dream state to get here.

there’s no where else

the doctor,” I hear Roger murmur, and then his footsteps

room.

Sinclair straightens at my side,

tears

down at my poor beat up little body. “Um, I think so?” I feel so weak but there is also…a warmth, a stillness in me that feels… I frown, looking up at her. “Did you…do

gave you back mom’s the Goddess’s – the gift, I gave it back to you,” she stumbles, not

bed. “Cora!” I

”

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– you were dying – of

little mad now. “It’s a gift from a Goddess – from our mom – I worked so hard to get it

”

him, especially when I’m clearly so sick. I look up at him, my eyes apologetic, and I see

Cora. “Okay,” I repeat, raising a finger to point at her. “But as soon as I’m better, you’re

agreeing to these terms, wiping the tears off of

—

smiling at my sister, holding my mate’s hand tight in my own, when the Doctor comes in, Rafe hot on his heels. It’s a man I haven’t seen before

to get to me. He quickly scans my face, his expression worried. “I have to say, I’m shocked to see you awake –” He quickly grasps my wrist, feeling for a pulse and turning towards the monitors behind

up at

holding my hand. “An intervention from the Goddess, if you will,” he observes, a little humor in his voice. The doctor’s face

back to the monitors. “Whatever it was it

up further and wincing as a sharp pain spikes through my back. Sinclair starts at my grimace, leaning closer to me, scenting me, clearly working to figure out what’s wrong and how he

“He’s fine,” he mumbles, almost to himself. “Better, if anything, than he was the last time I was in here.” “Good,” I say, almost under my breath, pleased to have my suspicions confirmed. My baby and I… we are going to make it.

and frowning. “You’re still

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