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.

few steps forward to

calf.

be hurt and flinching

I’m healing -”

but when we all burst again

glares at us. “I reject all of

break the bonds of mate, of family, of…sister-in-law,”

see him fighting his smile. “Because I refuse to

life bonded to jerks who take joy in my guilt and

Sinclair interrupts, laughing and looking down at

smiles, apparently picking up

blames you for anything. Except maybe

on the edge of

around his shoulders. “I almost wish it was Hank

tried to kidnap Rafe,”

wouldn’t have to be

insincerely down at him. “You’ll just

get over it. And, of course,

Roger growls, pulling her close

baby, Cora?” Sinclair asks, shifting Rafe who

the baby in his hands

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

runs between

okay,” Cora says, smiling down at

bit – I also lost a lot of

little shrug and meets Sinclair’s

for a day or two but Roger says that

there’s any reason to be worried

Sinclair says, raising his eyebrows. “Rafe needs his

says, raising her eyebrows a little

his buddy, I’m glad my pregnancy can

sis,” I sigh, leaning against my

asks, leaning back into

the door. “In another

think he feels a lot of guilt.” He grimaces a

the men took a hard beating

victorious, but…. not everyone made it.

everyone went through –

grandkids at risk.

– have spent a lot of time trying to

agreed to the plan, we

it go.

to

head at his brother.

will,” Sinclair says seriously, his eyes on his own son. And I intuit,

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

that he never, ever feels like

failed his children

press myself tighter against my mate’s side, sending a

I want him to know that

to me, grateful, and presses a little

nose as he turns

I find my eyes falling on

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

her blush

quite suddenly, that it’s jealousy. Because while

and growing closer every day…she doesn’t