Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate

Coral

Ella and I work the rest of the morning, me making the big decisions about who needs the most medical care next and taking Rafe from her when she’s working. I watch every time she heals someone, unable to tear my eyes away from it. And while I thought I would be jealous – honestly, my sister is doing better work then I ever have as a doctor – I can only feel thrilled that we have this incredible tool in our hands.

Especially, especially considering that Roger came to tell me a few hours ago that they plan to attack tonight. That he and Sinclair are, again, going to put their lives on the line to stop this horrible man who wants to hurt our family.

Just the bare idea that Ella can help if they come home in pieces….

I close my eyes for a moment – Rafe sleeping in my arms while Ella settles down and starts talking with her next patient – dismissing the thought. Because if I start to think about what could happen tonight…

I’ll never be able to let him go. I feel a warm presence beside me as my eyes are closed and smile a little, because I know immediately who it is. And I’m gratified to find that I was right when I open my eyes and see my beautiful mate standing there next to me, smiling down into my face.

“Hello, gorgeous,” Roger says softly.

“Are you talking to me?” I ask, “or the baby?”

“Well,” Roger says, looking down and pretending to consider little sleeping Rafe, “I mean he’s cute, but I’m not sure I’d go so far as to say gorgeous.

I laugh a little, shaking my head, but Roger just smiles at me again and raises a hand to my cheek. “How are you holding up?”

I say, turning towards him with a grin and nodding towards Ella. “She does all

we both turn towards her then, watching the miracle get started. “Can you take a break?” he whispers,

taking my eyes away. “Do

a moment to check

twists a little at his words but I nod, reaching out to take his hand. A

with her current patient we quickly consult about the plan to take a short break to talk to our mates and she agrees eagerly, taking the baby and

door and leading me over to the bed. I’m pleased by this – pleased that I want what he wants in this moment, which is just a quiet minute alone with him. Roger lays

I murmur, wanting to know. Roger takes a deep breath and, even though I can’t see him, I know that he’s closing his eyes, concentrating on his

little chagrin that makes me laugh, he continues. “I think this baby is going to be a workhorse like you. It’s getting all sorts of messages from you that busy means happy.

a little smack on the chest. “What,” I ask, “do you want the baby to be lazy like

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little and snuggle closer to him, feeling my spirit renew after even a few quiet moments alone with him. “I think

the Reina sisters, admitting that a Sinclair is

snuggle closer. Don’t tease me,” I murmur, “or I won’t do it again.” He laughs and relents, letting me continue. “But yes,” I sigh. ” I think that I have in my life thrown myself into my work

do you mean?” Roger

because he has royal blood, and goddess blood, and Sinclair blood. And while our baby was…more spontaneous,” I say, smirking a little at the memory of how

get us together,” he sighs, nodding. “That we were kind of