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.

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“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?”

towards the door anxiously. “Leon came back about ten minutes later, offering a

dreams. Or any dreams.”

anything?” Sinclair asks, still facing

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

anger and frustration immediately on his face, but then he softens “I’m sorry, Ella,” he says, sincere. “I didn’t mean it like that. You know her health and

mate, leaning my body against him. “I’m sorry,”

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

-eight hours…”

Roger says

but he turns to me with his hand on the knob, giving me a

words from my

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

In case she needs anything. You two go get some sleep,” he says, his face softening. “The house is guarded – Cora will be all right

sleep. She needs someone to sit with her. It makes sense.

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

–

face. “How

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

undress me, tugging my 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, disappearing into the

he says, kneeling down in front of me, which absurdly brings his head basically eye- level with mine. “You trust me, right?” he asks, and, sniffing, I nod

anyone

Again, I nod.

hand to my

be strong

talking to me like a child, and resents it, but a larger part of me…god, it needs it.

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

him close.”

down to his underwear

Rafe softly

on the pillow.

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

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

comforted,