Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate

Chapter 296 – First Checkup

Ella

When we climb out of the ambulance, it seems like a whole team of doctors are waiting for us. I smile at them, a little anxious, as they come forward to escort us into the hospital and run us through our battery of checks. At my side I feel Sinclair shift into his Alpha protection mode, looking at everyone warily, glaring at anyone who comes even close to me and the baby.

I smirk when I notice it, glancing’up at his stern and dangerous expression, but I don’t dissuade him. Honestly, I kind of like it.

We are escorted quickly into a private room where Hank quickly consults with a panel of experts, clearly ordering a ton of tests. As he works, a smile breaks onto my face as I see Cora turn the

corner.

“Cora!” I call, waving to her, Rafe fussing in my arms. Sinclair even glares at Cora as she approaches, though she gives him a curious little look that makes him check his expression.

“Sorry,” he murmurs. “I’m feeling…protective.”

“Understandable,” she says, smiling and reaching for the baby. “Where is my little boy!”

“Heeere,” I sing, carefully handling over the little bundle to his auntie. We dressed him, before we left, in the little cream sleep sack that we had packed in the hospital bag.

“Cutieee,” Cora coos, holding the baby close and peering down at his little face. She beams at him for a moment before looking up at me. “First night go okay?”

I tell her the details of our first night while Sinclair stands firmly at my side, letting me communicate everything. As I speak, Hank and his team begin to break up, preparing the various checks and treatments that I’ll be receiving today. Then, he comes over to us.

you’re perfectly healthy. And Cora and hers are going to make sure that

check everything,” Sinclair growls,

Dom,” I murmur, giving him a little smile. He sighs and nods, making me

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in good hands.” Then, he nods at Cora, pausing a moment to place a warm hand on her back between her shoulder blades. I blink, a little

But then I chide myself for being happy that there might be discord in my sister’s new relationship. You’re team Cora, I remind myself. Team Cora, whatever that means

of me, my little wolf turns in a smug little circle, nudging me to let

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I’m lying to myself. But I give her a little nudge in return and she curls up,

today, apparently to be monitored and to give me some

baby being out of

and Dr. Hank comes back into the room. “Sorry,” he says, giving me a little grimace. “I didn’t mean

as I hear Sinclair stop snoring next to me and sit up in his chair. “It’s all right

wolf mothers do indeed sleep better if they have physical

blearily at me.” Ella,” he says, “you spent hundreds of dollars on bassinets – now you want to put

something about us being wolves, not birds, but I ignore him, turning my attention back to Hank. So, am I okay? Can

you’re doing beautifully,

accepting the mystery for what it

”

mothers had access to such a gift,” Hank says, smiling at me warmly. “That