The Mystical Attraction of Alpha

Chapter 316 – Safe?

Ella

Forty–five minutes later, I back out of the bedroom, snicking the door shut behind me. Then, I

stand up, closing my eyes and exhaling a long breath.

“Is she all right?” a voice hisses, right behind me.

I leap about a foot in the air, managing to muffle my shriek as I spin to see my mate standing

about six inches from me, looking down with a worried expression. I smack him, hard, against the

chest – more to get my adrenaline out than to actually hurt him – and glare up at him, mad at him

for scaring me like that. Sinclair just blinks at me, waiting, my smack having had no effect on him

at all.

–

“Back up,” I whisper, putting my hands on his wide, muscled chest and pushing backwards. “She’s

asleep, finally – where is the baby?”

“He’s here,” Roger says, standing at the end of the hall with his godson in his arms. I smile, a little,

at the sight as I move forward with my arms open. Roger quietly passes my baby to me and I smile

down at my son, something in my body that has been anxious without him in the same room as

me finally coming to rest.

“Seriously, Ella,” Sinclair says, looking back towards the closed door of our guest room. “Is Cora

okay?”

back about ten minutes later, offering a sedative so she could sleep.

dreams. Or any dreams.”

Sinclair asks, still

your sister too now, Dominic,” I snap, my own emotions a bit on edge. “You could show a little

sorry, Ella,” he says, sincere. “I didn’t mean it like that. You know her health and safety are my first priority.

stepping forward closer to my mate, leaning my body against him. “I’m sorry,”

stressed,” he murmurs against my hair. “You haven’t had any sleep in about

-eight hours…”

her,” Roger says

with his hand on the knob, giving me a look

words from

Ella,” Roger bites out, his voice stern but

case she needs anything. You two go get some sleep,” he says, his

sit with her. It

with tears at the sweet sincerity of my brother–in–law and, seeing them, Sinclair wraps an arm around my shoulder. “Come on, trouble,” he murmurs to me, nodding to Roger – who disappears into the bedroom – and guiding me towards our own room. “You’re overwrought – let’s get you down for a

–

I sleep,” I gasp, my voice shaky, wiping a tear from my face. “How can I

into the room and closing the door behind us. Then he takes me by the shoulders and moves me towards the bed, taking the sleeping baby from my arms and placing him in his basinet close to my side of the

when my baby leaves my arms. “Just for a moment,” Sinclair murmurs, turning back to me and – to my surprise – beginning to undress me, tugging my shirt up over my head and arms and then sitting me down on the

brings his head basically eye-

never let anyone hurt or take

Again, I nod.

hand to

can be strong for them.”

to me like a child, and resents it, but a larger part of me…god, it needs it. It needs the simple reassurance, the warm reminder that – at my most basic level – I am

of gratitude down our bond, I turn away from my mate and tuck my feet in underneath the blankets, taking the baby with me. “Tonight he sleeps in the bed with us, okay?” I murmur, laying the swaddled baby down flat on the mattress between where Sinclair and I sleep. I move all of

him close.”

down to his underwear and

us. Then, he leans forward, kissing Rafe softly on the head before laying

on the pillow.

asleep when, scared, I open my eyes again, looking around. But all I

safe, Ella,” he whispers. “We

comforted, I