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?”

back about ten minutes later, offering a

dreams. Or any dreams.”

anything?” Sinclair asks, still facing the

I snap, my own emotions a bit on edge. “You could show a little more concern for her welfare, and not just see her as a source of

frustration immediately on his face, but then he softens “I’m sorry, Ella,” he says, sincere. “I

forward closer to my mate, leaning my body

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

-eight hours…”

in with her,” Roger says suddenly, striding towards the

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

words from

Ella,” Roger bites out, his voice

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

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

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

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my face. “How can

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

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 closet and returning with a soft nightgown, which

me, which absurdly brings his head basically eye- level with mine. “You trust me, right?” he asks, and, sniffing,

let anyone hurt or take

Again, I nod.

he says, lifting a hand to my face and gently

you can be strong

trembles 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

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 the pillows and blankets away from him

him close.”

to his underwear and climbing

Then, he leans forward, kissing Rafe softly on the head before laying his own

on the pillow.

open my eyes again,

calmly. “You’re safe, Ella,”

so, comforted,