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.

taking a few steps forward to

calf.

hurt

I’m healing -”

but when we all burst

us. “I reject all of you,”

the bonds of mate, of family,

can see him fighting his smile. “Because

life bonded to jerks who take joy in my guilt and pain

Sinclair interrupts,

and smiles, apparently picking up on the good mood in the

one blames you for

the edge of the

around his shoulders. “I almost wish it was

Rafe,” he

I wouldn’t have to

insincerely down

And, of

her close and making

baby, Cora?” Sinclair asks, shifting Rafe who

the baby in his hands so that he

little as I watch

runs between

is okay,” Cora says, smiling down at herself and putting

bit – I also

she gives a little shrug and meets Sinclair’s

day or two but Roger says that the connection

think there’s any reason

says, raising his eyebrows. “Rafe needs his

says, raising her eyebrows a little

his buddy, I’m glad my pregnancy can

attitude, sis,” I

is dad?” Sinclair asks, leaning back into

tilts his head back towards the door.

a lot of guilt.”

the men took

came out victorious, but…. not everyone

everyone went through – and especially for

grandkids at risk.

– have spent a lot of

the plan, we all thought it was best. But

it go.

talk to him,”

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

Sinclair says seriously, his eyes on his own son.

he’s hoping to hell he never puts

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

his children now.

my mate’s side, sending a little pulse of

down our bond. I want him to know that it’s

Sinclair turns to me, grateful, and

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

find my eyes falling on

her eyes. And as I tilt my head at

her blush and look

that it’s

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