Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate

Chapter 276

Chapter 276-Ella Gets Hungry

Sinclair

1 wake, a few hours later, jumping up straight the moment I realize that Elle n’t next to me

She had drifted off to sleep hours ago after a simple dinner and a movie marathon. While she dozed next to me, I’d spent most of the late hours of the night answered the stack of emails piling up in my inbox and watching her sleep from the corner of my eye. But now, when my eyes peeked open for just a moment after maybe two hours of sleep?

Gone

I hurl the sheets off of me, getting to my feet in a flash, my head whipping around as I search the empty room for her with all of my senses. But my eyes tell me that she’s not here, and my nose

Her scent is dull, but not stale She hasn’t been gone long

A growl starts in my chest as I stalk from the room, looking through the empty hallways for my mate, desperate to find her. She was on bed rest, damn it – where the hell else would she be except bed? Unless

Unless, something had happened – but she’d have woken me –

Or she’d been kidnapped – but there’s no way I’d have slept through that.

I follow her scent quickly, my anger intensifying as I realize that it leads me down stairs. God damn it, the doctor expressly forbid her from stairs. I pound down the staircase hurrying through the hall and slamming open the kitchen door –

in the

caught and lowering the piece of cold fried chicken back down to its plate. “Do

growl, storming to her side, relief washing through me like a wave. “What are you doing down here?” She looks up at me with her eyes still wide and then gestures at all the food as

obvious.

off the hook. “The doctor told you to stay in bed

“I didn’t go far!”

told you not to go down

me not to go up stairs. And I slid down on my

groan, throwing my head back and pressing my eyes shut. “Ella,” I

was hungry!”

gaze back to her, glaring. “I could have gotten you

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worried. “When you’d just fallen asleep, Dominic She shakes her gently at me. “You can’t be at my beck and call like this- not for something simple like a trip to the kitchen for some

replies, smiling innocently up at me like a little kid who knows they can get out of trouble if they’re cute enough. Damn

hand to play with the ends of her lovely rose–gold hair. I’m starting to calm now, realizing that my panic, while not

quips, giving me a big smile and reaching for an Oreo, popping it in her

to her. She hasn’t won – not yet but…well, I can’t really resist the sight

her selection. It’s absolutely all over the place – fried chicken, pasta salad, cakes, wasabi–dipped peanuts, even

she takes a bite of the licorice, ripping it off with her teeth as

can’t move into the pantry like a mouse. We’ll just make sure you have a better selection upstairs. Maybe we can hire someone…” I drift off into my thoughts, trying to think through solutions as

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