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.

a few steps forward to smack his brother on

calf.

hurt and flinching his

I’m healing -”

slack, but when we all burst again

arms and glares at us. “I

the bonds of mate, of family,

can see him fighting his smile. “Because I

to jerks who take joy in my guilt and pain

it, Roger,” Sinclair interrupts, laughing and looking down at

apparently picking up on the

you for anything. Except

down on the edge

wrapping an arm around his shoulders. “I almost wish it

us and tried to kidnap Rafe,” he murmurs, looking up at his

have to be nice

insincerely down at him. “You’ll

get over it. And, of course, admit I

growls, pulling her close and

shifting Rafe who he hasn’t put

moment since he got the baby in his

a little as I watch my mate with his baby boy, pleased

that runs between the two

says, smiling down at herself and putting a

– I also lost a lot of

she gives a little shrug and meets Sinclair’s

Roger says that the connection

think there’s any reason to be

says, raising his eyebrows. “Rafe needs

says, raising her eyebrows a little sarcastically, “As

I’m glad my pregnancy

attitude, sis,” I

asks, leaning

tilts his head back towards the door. “In another

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

and the rest of the men

out victorious, but…. not everyone made it. I

a lot of guilt for what everyone went through – and

grandkids at risk.

of course – have spent

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

it go.

talk to him,”

at his brother. “He…he might

eyes on

our own bond, that he’s hoping to hell he never puts Rafe

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

failed his children now. “Of

my mate’s side, sending a little pulse of love

our bond. I want him to know

Sinclair turns to me, grateful, and presses a little

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

my eyes falling on

her eyes. And as I tilt my head

her blush and look

it’s jealousy.

close, and growing closer every