Surrogate For Alpha Dom

Accidental Surrogate Chapter 381-– Persistence

Sinclair

I wake up frowning, knowing immediately that something is…well, not wrong,

but certainly off. I reach out an arm, seeking Ella, but my hand passes over cold

sheets. My frown deepens as I sit up and realize that she’s not here. A glance at

Rafes bassinet makes it clear that he’s not here either.

Where the hell is my family?

I sigh, swinging my legs out of the bed, wondering how much time has passed.

As I scrub a hand down my face I consider that it can’t have been much –

there’s still no daylight peeking around the blinds. So, a few hours a most. But

why the hell hasn’t she come to bed?

I stand and head for the door, wondering what the hell trouble is getting up to

now. I smirk a little to consider it. Ella…well, it’s part of her appeal, isn’t it? She’s

always up to something. I’ll certainly never be bored by her side.

The hallway outside my room is empty but I head down it towards where I hear

a few murmuring voices. But when I turn into the room, I’m surprised because

the first person I see is my father, sitting quietly in his chair by the door, staring

into the room.

We don’t say anything to each other as I lean against the doorway by his side,

because we’re both aware that I didn’t come here seeking him. I give him a nod

and place a hand on his shoulder as my eyes turn to her – Ella, across the

room, my infant son sleeping pressed against her chest while she holds her

hands out over one of my wounded men, healing him.

“She’s going to wear herself out,” my father says quietly.

“How long has she been at it?”

“Hours,” he says, shaking his head. ” She’s been burning her candle at both

ends for days, Dominic. She’s…very dedicated, she wants to do good. But she

gives too much.”

I nod, understanding, agreeing silently. My kind mate with her big heart she

can’t stop giving, even if it means giving all of herself. But that’s where I come

of her, when she’d

world if I let

few long moments with

the middle

but my father surprises me with

he says, his

down

head slowly, looking up

us everything. I played right into

your child -” He covers

me. “I failed

that,” I snap, tightening

so stupid, to send you away and leave

seen it coming, that of course they

the sewer that of course they were just biding

– Xander has

angry with him. “This was not your fault, dad

was my plan

louder, harsher than

looks up at me, more helpless

agreed to this, dad,” I continue, working hard to bring my voice

a calmer register. ” Me, Roger, Ella, Cora

fell for it, we were all…” I sigh, shutting my

moment I realized that Xander was working

after the girls and the baby.

almost cost ourselves everything. You

his mouth to protest, to continue, but his voice fails

his head, breaking my

this?” I hear Ella ask, and I look up from my father to see

wide with worry as she absently drifts a

soft black fuzz of

figure out what to say, but then I just shake

I respond, not wanting to add to her plate. I can

darkness under her eyes that

nods, accepting my incomplete explanation, and focuses her

this

nod, agreeing with her, looking

he just waves his hands at us. “Let an old man have his guilt,” he

give us a tired smile. ” It gives us something to dwell on

-” he shifts

things to worry about. You should

bed.”

to unstrap the baby carrier.

him out here so long

him waking you if he got up in the middle

stern, and she looks up at me with surprise. “You’re going

on.” I step forward

and backing up a step. “I have too much

there are

who I need

between us and putting a hand

done enough.” I lower my voice so that just

more than a rumble in my