Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate

Chapter 316 – Safe?

Ella

Forty–five minutes later, I back out of the bedroom, snicking the door shut behind me. Then, I

stand up, closing my eyes and exhaling a long breath.

“Is she all right?” a voice hisses, right behind me.

I leap about a foot in the air, managing to muffle my shriek as I spin to see my mate standing

about six inches from me, looking down with a worried expression. I smack him, hard, against the

chest – more to get my adrenaline out than to actually hurt him – and glare up at him, mad at him

for scaring me like that. Sinclair just blinks at me, waiting, my smack having had no effect on him

at all.

–

“Back up,” I whisper, putting my hands on his wide, muscled chest and pushing backwards. “She’s

asleep, finally – where is the baby?”

“He’s here,” Roger says, standing at the end of the hall with his godson in his arms. I smile, a little,

at the sight as I move forward with my arms open. Roger quietly passes my baby to me and I smile

down at my son, something in my body that has been anxious without him in the same room as

me finally coming to rest.

“Seriously, Ella,” Sinclair says, looking back towards the closed door of our guest room. “Is Cora

okay?”

the door anxiously. “Leon came back about ten minutes later, offering a sedative so she could sleep. I told him to give it as long as it

any dreams.”

she…say anything?” Sinclair asks, still facing

annoyed by his singular focus on information. “You know she’s your sister too now, Dominic,” I snap, my own emotions a bit on edge. “You could show a little more concern for

immediately on his face, but then he softens “I’m sorry, Ella,” he says, sincere. “I didn’t mean it like that. You know her health and

my body against him. “I’m sorry,” I murmur. “I

he murmurs against my hair. “You haven’t had any sleep in

-eight hours…”

her,” Roger says suddenly, striding towards the guest room door.

“I start, but he turns to me with his hand on the knob, giving me a look so fierce

from

out, his voice stern but with an undercurrent

You two go get some sleep,” he

sit with her. It makes

Sinclair wraps an arm around my shoulder. “Come on, trouble,” he murmurs to me, nodding to Roger – who disappears into the bedroom – and guiding me towards our own room. “You’re overwrought – let’s get you down for

–

voice shaky, wiping a tear from my face. “How can I sleep when

Rafe and I into the room and closing the door behind us. Then he takes me by the shoulders and moves

my shirt up over my head and arms and then sitting me down on the mattress, tugging off my leggings. When I’m in my underwear he leaves me for a moment, disappearing into the closet and returning with a soft nightgown, which he slides gently over my head. That done, he quickly dips down, lifting Rafe and returning

which absurdly brings his head basically eye- level with mine. “You trust me, right?”

I’d never let anyone hurt or

Again, I nod.

hand to my face and gently cupping my cheek. “Because in

can be strong

child, and resents it, but a larger part of me…god, it needs it. It needs the simple reassurance, the warm reminder that – at my most basic level – I am

my mate and tuck my feet in underneath the blankets, taking the baby with me. “Tonight he sleeps in the bed with us, okay?” I

him close.”

to his underwear and climbing into the bed

us. Then, he leans forward, kissing Rafe softly on the head before laying his

on the pillow.

asleep when, scared, I open my eyes again, looking around. But all I

open, meeting mine calmly. “You’re safe, Ella,” he whispers.

comforted, I obey.