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?”

door anxiously. “Leon came back about ten minutes later, offering a sedative so

any

asks, still facing

I snap, my own emotions a bit on edge. “You could

swiftly turns his attention to me, anger and frustration 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 safety are

forward closer to my mate, leaning my

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

-eight hours…”

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

but he turns to me with his hand on the knob, giving me a look so fierce it steals

from

going to do anything, Ella,” Roger bites out, his voice stern but with an

just going to…be there, all right? In case she needs anything. You two go get some sleep,” he says, his face softening. “The house is guarded – Cora

someone to sit with her.

he murmurs to me, nodding to Roger – who disappears into the bedroom – and

–

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

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

baby leaves my arms. “Just for a moment,” Sinclair murmurs, 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 done, he quickly dips down, lifting Rafe and

down in front of me, which absurdly brings his head basically eye- level with mine. “You trust me, right?” he asks,

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

Again, I nod.

my face

can be strong

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

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

him close.”

idea,” Sinclair murmurs, stripping down to his underwear and climbing into

kissing Rafe softly on

on the pillow.

eyes

he whispers. “We

comforted, I obey.