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?

know,” I say, looking towards the door anxiously. “Leon came back about ten minutes later, offering a sedative so she could sleep. I told him to give it

dreams. Or any dreams.”

she…say anything?” Sinclair asks,

my own emotions a bit on edge. “You could show a

sorry, Ella,” he says, sincere. “I didn’t

my body against him. “I’m

tired, and stressed,” he murmurs against my hair.

-eight hours…”

her,” Roger says suddenly, striding towards the

me with his hand on the knob, giving

from

Roger bites out, his voice stern

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

need sleep. She needs someone to sit

“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

a tear from my face. “How can I sleep when someone is

us. Then he takes me by the shoulders and moves me towards the bed, taking the sleeping baby from my arms

shirt up over my head and arms and then sitting me down on the mattress, tugging off my leggings. When I’m in my underwear he leaves me for a moment,

head basically eye- level with

anyone

Again, I nod.

lifting a hand to my face and gently cupping my cheek. “Because

be strong for

part of me knows that Sinclair is talking 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 cared for, and

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 the pillows and blankets away from him so he’ll be safe.

him close.”

stripping down to

softly on the head

on the pillow.

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

mine calmly. “You’re safe, Ella,” he whispers. “We

comforted, I

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