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 –

kitchen table in the dark, surrounded by a

lowering the piece of cold fried chicken back down to its plate.

you doing down here?” She looks up at me with her

obvious.

and I don’t let her off the hook. “The doctor told you to

“I didn’t go far!”

not to go

“He told me not to go up stairs. And I slid down on my butt

back and pressing my eyes shut. “Ella,” I whisper between my clenched teeth. “You can’t

hungry!”

gaze back to her, glaring. “I could have gotten you food! Anything you wanted!

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with apology. “You would have gotten up,” she scolds, her voice 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-

like a little kid who knows they can get out

rose–gold hair. I’m starting to calm now, realizing that my panic, while not precisely misplaced, hadn’t come

and reaching

won – not

all over the place – fried chicken, pasta salad, cakes, wasabi–dipped peanuts, even a bowl

a pack of licorice. “That’s also why I couldn’t wake you to bring me food. I didn’t know what I wanted. Turns out, I wanted it all.” I grimace as she takes a bite of the

Maybe we can hire someone…” I drift off into my thoughts, trying to think

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