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?”

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.”

anything?” Sinclair asks,

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

“I’m sorry, Ella,” he says, sincere. “I didn’t mean it like

mate, leaning my body

murmurs against my hair. “You haven’t had any

-eight hours…”

Roger says suddenly, striding towards the guest

he turns to me with his hand on the knob, giving me a look so fierce

from

Ella,” Roger bites out, his voice stern but

case she needs anything. You two go get some

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

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

–

can I sleep,” I gasp, my voice shaky, wiping a tear from my face. “How can I sleep when someone is coming for my baby – when

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

then sitting me down on the mattress, tugging off my leggings. When I’m in my underwear

basically eye- level with mine. “You trust

know I’d never let anyone hurt

Again, I nod.

darling,” he says, lifting a hand to

you can be strong

a little in overwrought exhaustion then. A little 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

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

him close.”

Sinclair murmurs, stripping down to his underwear

he leans forward, kissing Rafe softly

on the pillow.

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

mine calmly. “You’re safe, Ella,”

comforted,