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.

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

I’m healing -”

face goes slack, but when we all burst

at us. “I reject all

turn. “I break the bonds of mate, of

fighting his smile. “Because I refuse to

joy in my guilt

Roger,” Sinclair interrupts, laughing and

who coos and smiles, apparently picking up

fine. No one blames you for anything.

a little, sitting down on the edge of the bed as Cora

arm around his shoulders.

kidnap Rafe,” he murmurs,

have to be nice

baby,” Cora murmurs, frowning insincerely

of

growls, pulling her

baby, Cora?” Sinclair asks, shifting Rafe who he

baby in his hands

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

love that runs between the

Cora says, smiling down at herself and putting a hand over

worried for a little bit – I also

she gives a little shrug and meets

a day or two but Roger says that the connection is

reason to be worried

his

says, raising her eyebrows

glad

the right attitude, sis,” I sigh, leaning against my

Sinclair asks, leaning back into

the door. “In another

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

of the men took a hard beating

not everyone made

what everyone went

grandkids at risk.

aside, of course – have spent a lot

we all thought it

it go.

to

head at his brother. “He…he might listen to

his eyes on his own son. And

bond, that he’s hoping to hell

or that he never, ever feels like he’s

he’s failed his children now.

mate’s side, sending a little

to know that it’s never going

to me, grateful, and

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

of Roger, I find my eyes falling

in her eyes. And as I tilt my

her blush

it’s jealousy. Because while she and

and growing closer