Surrogate For Alpha Dom

Accidental Surrogate Chapter 378-Rebuild Ella

“Hey, handsome,” I say again, in the real world this time. A little smirk pulls on

my lips as Sinclair’s eyes flutter open. We’re laying pressed quite close together

in the little hospital bed, so I can see every twitch of his eyelash as he begins to

focus on me.

He doesn’t say anything at first, just stares at me while he takes a couple of

deep breaths. And then, quite slowly, he lifts a hand close to my face, sliding the

knuckle of his index finger slowly down the length of my cheek. “Hey, trouble,”

he murmurs, his voice scratchy after so many days of disuse.

I burst into a happy grin, so thrilled to see him awake and aware that I can

barely contain myself. But I force myself to stay still, to not grab him, to…. let

him get used to consciousness again in his battered body..

“Rafe?” he asks, his eyes worried as his memories of his last conscious

moments come back to him.

“He’s fine,” I say softly, gesturing with my chin behind my mate, hoping that he

understands that the baby is here in the room with us, asleep. “He missed you,”

I whisper. “He doesn’t like it when he doesn’t have his dad around to hold him.” I

wrinkle my nose and playfully glare at my mate. “He likes you better.”

A little laugh shudders from Sinclair’s mouth. “Does not,” he murmurs, staring at

me steadily, as if he can’t get enough of the sight of my face. “You feed him, and

sing to him. When you leave the room, he looks for you.”

“Really?” I ask, surprised and pleased. I hadn’t known this before.

“Well, he’s not alone,” Sinclair smirks, shifting forward to press his forehead

against mine, a gesture that makes me grin with pleasure, joy pulsing through

me at a ridiculous rate to have him back. “You’re the center of the world, Ella.

We all turn to you.”

“Good,” I sigh, content. “I like all my boys obsessed with me. Makes it easier to

boss you around.”

Sinclair chuckles a little and then pulls back a bit, frowning. I sigh again, but in

resignation this time because I know our little stolen moment of peace is over

that he needs to know about the world and what’s happened since he’s been

gone from it.

“The priestess?” he asks.

“Dead,” I say solemnly. “Roger killed her the moment after you knocked her

down.”

“And Rafe is…”

the little smile from my

about how you caught him in the air with your teeth

on

with a smug shrug that makes me laugh

then he continues.

both okay,” I say, raising my eyebrows with

the gift on Cora, patching her up, and then

at the clinic, terribly battered needing quite

a long story,” I say with a sigh, but they’re both fine now. And so

him a little push on the shoulder, wondering why

last that he asked about. “Seriously? Not curious at

going on with you?”

think I knew that,” he

at least as much as he

the tiny bed with me. I’m

were asleep for three

asks, raising his eyebrows in surprise. “But you…healed me?

the gift?”

him carefully. “I

got to you, and then Hank and Roger helped me

very heavy -“I inform him, giving

laugh.

asleep?” my mate asks me,

up,” I say, ” but I can’t make new

pause here, letting the worry of the past three

really bad, Dominic. If I hadn’t been

still been bound…” into

close so that

be, my head tucked neatly under his chin.

hair. “I can…never thank you. I’m

you, Dominic,” I say quietly, my voice shaking

was so…so scary. We can’t keep doing

now – and the rest of our lives – I don’t want to do this

and I can feel him

again. You’re right it’s not worth

line like this. Peace,

hell that he means it –

in the world. My mate, my

promise,” he says. “I

I say, clenching my jaw shut against the

I want to believe him

also know that this isn’t finished. That

to be tied up.

holding me tight when we hear

peering over Sinclair’s

room at us. It’s late

the

I say, working to

blinks in surprise at Sinclair. “Is he

calling for him in the

lean forward and smile

works to sit

my mate murmurs, looking a little ruefully at him, which

laugh. “How’s your jaw?”

my mate a smirking

the end of the bed, flipping through it.

think he liked it very much. How are

lets the awkwardness pass and takes