Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate

Chapter 345

Chapter 345 – Parting

Ella

I blink, surprised, when I hear a laugh tumble from Roger’s mouth. Honestly, I had expected anything else. Yelling? Yes. Begging? Sure. Stern orders? Absolutely.

Anything, really, except the low chuckle that falls from Roger’s lips as he leans back and puts his hands in his pockets. “I’m serious,” Cora says, crossing her arms and glaring at him. “I’m going with you. You need me.”

“Cora,” Roger says, shaking his head. “I need you, absolutely. But if you think for a second that I’m letting my pregnant mate climb into a sewer with me as part of an attack on an unknown enemy.

“Well if you wouldn’t let me do it, why on earth would I let you do it!” she counters, angry.

“Because I’m not pregnant!” Roger shouts back, angry, as if it’s obvious. Sinclair shifts a little, moving behind me – his arms still around my shoulders – so we can both watch.

“We’re pregnant,” Cora shouts, pointing between herself and him. “ This is not a me or a you kind of thing! I am not interested in single motherhood on what is essentially day two of this pregnancy!”

“Cora,” Roger sighs, putting an exhausted hand on his forehead. “This is my job. This is what we do. You can’t ask me to back away from it.”

“Why not, when you’re doing the same to me?” Cora counters, shaking her head at him, being stubborn. I bite my lip, torn between wanting to support my sister and frankly agreeing with Roger. There’s absolutely no way in hell that Cora should be going on this mission.

“What are you talking about?” Roger asks, frustrated. “I can help,” she says, pointing at herself, “I’m a doctor. You guys are going to get all torn up out there – you need me!”

Sinclair asks, speaking to me mind-to-mind as I lean

if they can. But even if it did come to something as simple as a vote? It’s three to one. Cora’s staying

a dismissive hand. ” It will be enough to hold us through it until we can get

Cora counters, you could die! And how the hell would I feel, for the rest of my life – what

I see him falter, no knowing how to reply. And frankly I’m torn by the idea as well if Sinclair died, and

myself. Now? Sinclair asks me, his own inner voice dark and sad. Let me, I reply, and I step forward, putting

drags her eyes away from her mate to look at me. Slowly, I shake my head, “Cora,

would Roger feel if you

collects himself. Cora turns to look at him, surprised, I think, by the rare display of intense emotion. These Sinclair brothers – they’re

lays her head on

murmurs, his lips against his hair. “I’m sorry. But Cora, I promise you it will

this what I’ve gotten myself into?

of intense emotions at her question, looking up at Sinclair and meeting his eyes as he shakes his head steadily at me. No, he says, firm in my mind. We will have peace. I will bring you peace. Just…a little

replies, tightening his arms around her. “I promise

I nod, letting him shepherd me out of the room and giving the two of them a moment alone. My mate takes my hand as we pass through the door and head down the hall, both of us silent, me looking down at my

asks me as

carry him over to his little makeshift crib. “This isn’t the first time you’ve

guy. But no,” I reply, straightening and looking up at my mate, who stands close to me. “It’s

my mouth, and I nod, understanding. It’s not

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