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?”

towards him with a grin and nodding towards Ella.

laughs a little and we both turn towards her then, watching the miracle get started. “Can you take a break?” he whispers, not wanting to disturb. ” When this one

not taking

he replies with a little shrug. Just…a lull. I wanted a moment to check in with you

words but I nod, reaching out to take

our mates and she agrees eagerly, taking the baby and

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 down first and then I lay my body close next to his, putting my head on his chest and letting my arm trail

I can’t see him, I know that he’s closing his eyes, concentrating on

makes me laugh, he continues. “I think this baby

and this, giving him a little smack on the chest. “What,” I ask, “do you want the baby

my down time. You could benefit from some lazy in your

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

Reina sisters, admitting that a Sinclair

“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 as a way to feel like I was…doing something. Being productive. Being useful. But I think…” I hesitate now, trying to put my thoughts together. “I think this little baby

you mean?” Roger

be born – 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 our child was conceived, “I can’t help

we were kind of forced off the road by an insane storm the day you