Surrogate For Alpha Dom

Chapter 378

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…”

to keep the little smile from

about how you caught him in the air with your

on

with a smug shrug that makes me laugh

then he continues. “Cora?

my eyebrows

the gift on Cora, patching her up, and then the slightly worse

clinic, terribly battered needing quite a bite of

sigh, but they’re

little

about.

going on with you?”

knew that,” he murmurs, rolling his

at himself, or at least as

bed with me. I’m

asleep for

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

the gift?”

say quietly, watching him carefully.

we got to you, and then

– you’re very heavy -“I inform him, giving him a

laugh.

was I asleep?” my mate asks

” but I can’t make

here, letting the worry of the past three days

I hadn’t been there, if I had

still been bound…” into

close so that my body

my head tucked neatly under his chin.

“I can…never thank you. I’m so grateful. You’re a

say quietly, my

“It was so…so scary. We can’t keep doing this – living like this. We

lives

he replies, and I can feel him nodding, agreeing with

not worth it.

like this.

hoping to hell that he means it – because that’s. all

My mate, my baby,

he says. “I swear

say, clenching my jaw shut against the hope that blooms

I want to

I also know that this isn’t finished.

to be tied up.

we hear the

peering over Sinclair’s arm.

of the room at us.

drawn the blinds closed

Hank,” I say, working to

me and then blinks in surprise at Sinclair. “Is he up?”

for him in

lean forward

sit

Hank,” my mate murmurs, looking a

laugh. “How’s your jaw?”

shooting my mate a smirking little glare as he

the chart off of the end of the bed,

it very much. How are you

the awkwardness pass and takes a

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