Surrogate For Alpha Dom

Accidental Surrogate Chapter 379-Family Planning Ella

We’re an almost ridiculously cheerful group about an hour later when Roger and

Cora come to join me and Sinclair in his little clinic room.

Roger is first through the door, his face stark with worry as he storms into the

room after getting word – probably from Hank – that Sinclair is awake.

“Dominic -” he says, all anxiety as Cora follows him in, closing the door quietly

behind them. But Roger stops in his tracks when he sees Dominic sitting up

happily in bed, smiling down at Rafe who has just woken up from his nap and

finished eating. I’m sitting happily on Sinclair’s side, so I have a front-row seat.

“Hey, Rog,” Sinclair says, looking up and giving his brother a warm smile.

“Seriously?” Roger asks, staring a little dumbfounded at his brother. “You – you

sleep for three days after being miraculously healed and all I get is ‘Hey Rog’?”

“What else do you want?” Sinclair asks, frowning confusedly at his brother.

“I don’t know,” Roger says, throwing out an exasperated hand. “Something more

significant I guess – maybe some kind of address to the fact that you had us

worried sick when you wouldn’t wake up

“Ignore him,” Cora says happily, crossing the room to Sinclair’s side and

dropping a happy little kiss on his cheek. “He’s just had a hard couple of days

groveling to Hank after punching him in the face and handing Rafe back to his

kidnapper.”

Roger scowls, sinking his hands into his pockets and glaring around at the three

of us. “Seriously? Three days later, and I can’t get a break about that?”

“We’ve forgiven you,” I say, raising my eyebrows and gesturing between me and

Cora – and, I admit, enjoying his awkwardness a little bit. “But Dominic,” I say,

pointing at my mate now, “hasn’t even had a chance to be mad. Not to mention

Rafe, when we tell him in ten years. He’s gonna be pissed.”

Roger clenches his hands into fists and glares around at all of us, starting to get

pissed again, and Sinclair – to my glee – feeds into it.

“You’re demoted,” he says with a deep Alpha’s command, glaring back at his

brother. “No longer my Beta, Roger. I’ll see what I can do about getting you

some menial command, see if you can earn my trust back-

“Dom-“Roger gasps, his face falling, but the slow smile that spreads across

Sinclair’s face has me and Cora cackling. Roger quickly figures out the joke.

growls, taking a few steps forward to smack his brother

calf.

pretending to be hurt and flinching his

I’m healing -”

we all burst

us. “I reject all

of us in turn. “I break the

I can see him fighting his smile. “Because I refuse to

take joy in my

over it, Roger,” Sinclair interrupts, laughing

apparently picking up on the

fine. No one blames you for

the edge of the

wrapping an arm around his shoulders. “I almost

us and tried to kidnap Rafe,” he

have to

murmurs, frowning insincerely down

over it. And, of course, admit I was

Roger growls, pulling her

Cora?” Sinclair asks, shifting Rafe

got the baby in his hands

I watch my mate with his baby boy, pleased to see

love that runs between the two of

at herself and putting a hand

– I also lost a lot of

healed me,” she gives a little shrug

or two but Roger says that the connection is

think there’s any reason

Sinclair says, raising his eyebrows. “Rafe

Cora says, raising her eyebrows a little sarcastically, “As

I’m glad my

I

dad?” Sinclair asks, leaning back

his head back towards the door. “In

a lot of guilt.” He grimaces a little and I do

the rest of the men took a

everyone made it.

a lot of guilt for what everyone

grandkids at risk.

– Sinclair aside, of course – have spent

all agreed to the plan, we all thought it was best.

it go.

should talk to him,” Roger

his brother. “He…he might listen to

his eyes on his own son.

hoping to hell he never puts Rafe in

he never, ever feels like

failed his children now.

against my mate’s side, sending a

to know that

turns to me, grateful, and presses a little

nudge him with my nose as he turns back his brother and I look

find my eyes

little strange in her eyes. And as I tilt my head at

blush

quite suddenly, that it’s jealousy. Because

close, and growing closer every day…she doesn’t