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.

Roger growls, taking a few steps forward to smack his brother

calf.

Sinclair gasps, pretending to be hurt and flinching his leg away.”

I’m healing -”

when we all burst again into laughter he

and glares at us. “I reject all of you,” he

the bonds of mate, of

see him fighting

joy in my guilt and

Sinclair interrupts, laughing and looking down at

smiles, apparently picking up on

No one blames you for

groans a little, sitting down on the edge

around his shoulders. “I almost wish

Rafe,” he murmurs, looking

wouldn’t have to be nice to

insincerely down at him.

of course,

Roger growls, pulling her close and making her

the baby, Cora?” Sinclair asks, shifting Rafe

moment since he got the baby in his hands so that he can look all

a little as I watch my mate with his baby

between the

down at herself and putting a

bit – I also lost a lot of blood 1

me,” she gives a little shrug and meets

but Roger says that the

any reason to be

Sinclair says, raising his eyebrows. “Rafe needs his

eyebrows a little sarcastically, “As long

glad my

I sigh, leaning against

Sinclair asks,

head back towards the door.

he feels a lot of guilt.” He grimaces a little and

men took a hard beating at

but…. not everyone made

a lot of guilt for what everyone went through – and

grandkids at risk.

course –

we all thought it was best.

it go.

should talk to him,”

at his brother. “He…he might listen to

says seriously, his eyes on his own

to hell he never puts Rafe in

or that he never, ever feels like he’s failed Rafe in the

feels he’s failed his children now. “Of course I

tighter against my mate’s side, sending a little pulse of

to know that it’s never going to be

Sinclair turns to me, grateful, and presses a little kiss to

nose as he turns back his brother and I look that way

I find my eyes

eyes. And as I

her blush and look

it’s jealousy.

and growing closer