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.

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“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?”

sedative so she could sleep.

Or any

anything?” Sinclair asks, still facing the door.

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

then he softens “I’m sorry, Ella,” he says, sincere. “I didn’t

stepping forward closer to my mate, leaning my body against him.

my hair. “You haven’t had any sleep

-eight hours…”

in with her,” Roger says suddenly, striding towards the guest

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

words from my mouth.

going to do anything, Ella,” Roger bites out, his voice

some

needs someone to sit with her.

the sweet sincerity of my brother–in–law and, seeing them, 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 a nap.”

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can I sleep,” I gasp, my voice shaky, wiping a tear from my face. “How can I sleep when someone is coming for my baby – when my

by the shoulders and moves me towards the bed, taking the sleeping baby from my arms and placing him in his basinet close to

turning back to me and – to my surprise – beginning to undress me, tugging 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

says, kneeling down in front of me, which absurdly brings his head basically eye- level with mine. “You trust

I’d never let anyone hurt or take Rafe, yes?

Again, I nod.

a hand to my

so you can be

knows that Sinclair is talking to me like a child, and resents it, but a larger part of me…god,

the blankets, taking the baby with me. “Tonight he sleeps in the bed with us, okay?” I murmur, laying the swaddled baby down flat on the mattress between where Sinclair and I sleep. I move all of the pillows and blankets away from him so he’ll be safe.

him close.”

idea,” Sinclair murmurs, stripping down to his

on

on the pillow.

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

Ella,” he whispers. “We all are. Go to sleep.”

comforted, I