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?”

back about ten minutes later, offering a sedative so she could sleep. I told him to give it as long as

Or any dreams.”

asks, still facing the

little 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 her welfare, and not just see her as a source of information.”

sincere. “I didn’t mean it like that. You know her health and safety are my first priority. I was just curious if you

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

my hair. “You haven’t had any sleep in about forty

-eight hours…”

in with her,” Roger says suddenly, striding

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

words from my

anything, Ella,” Roger bites out, his

some sleep,” he says, his face

need sleep. She needs someone to sit with her. It makes

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

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my face. “How can I sleep when someone is coming for my baby – when my

me by the shoulders and moves me towards the bed, taking

me down on the mattress, tugging off my leggings. When I’m

head basically eye- level with mine. “You trust me, right?” he asks, and, sniffing, I nod vigorously.

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

Again, I nod.

to my

you can be strong for them.”

a larger part of me…god, it needs it. It needs

the blankets, taking the baby with me. “Tonight he sleeps in the bed with us, okay?” I murmur, laying

him close.”

stripping down to his underwear and climbing

forward, kissing Rafe softly on the head before laying

on the pillow.

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

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

so, comforted, I obey.