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?”

ten minutes later, offering a sedative

Or any

Sinclair asks, still facing the

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

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

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

tired, and stressed,” he murmurs against my hair. “You haven’t

-eight hours…”

going in with her,” Roger says suddenly,

me with his hand on the knob, giving me a look so

words from my

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 will be all right

someone to sit with her. It makes sense. Okay?”

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.”

–

“How can I sleep when someone is coming for my

and closing the door behind us. Then he takes me by the shoulders and moves me towards the

down on the mattress, tugging off my leggings. When I’m in my underwear he leaves

head basically eye- level with mine. “You trust me, right?” he asks,

let anyone hurt or take Rafe, yes?

Again, I nod.

says, lifting a hand to my face and

you can be

that Sinclair is talking to me like a 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 cared for,

sending a burst of gratitude down our bond, I turn away 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?” 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

him close.”

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

softly on the head before laying his own

on the pillow.

almost fall asleep when, scared, I open my eyes again, looking

safe, Ella,” he whispers. “We

so, comforted, I obey.