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?”

anxiously. “Leon came back about ten minutes later, offering a sedative so she

dreams. Or any dreams.”

Sinclair asks, still facing the

singular focus on information. “You know she’s your sister too now, Dominic,” I snap, my own emotions a

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

leaning my body against

murmurs against my hair.

-eight hours…”

with her,” Roger says

his hand on the knob, giving me a look so

from

to do anything, Ella,” Roger bites out, his voice stern

go get some sleep,” he says, his face softening. “The house is

sit with her.

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

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face. “How can I sleep when

and I into the room and closing the door behind us. Then he takes me by the shoulders and moves

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 mattress, tugging off

head basically eye- level with mine. “You trust me,

I’d never let anyone hurt or take

Again, I nod.

hand to my face and gently

can be

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

to Sinclair and sending a burst 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

him close.”

down to his underwear and

forward, kissing Rafe softly on the head

on the pillow.

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

open, meeting mine calmly. “You’re safe, Ella,” he whispers. “We all are. Go

so, comforted, I