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?”

about ten minutes later, offering a sedative so

dreams. Or any dreams.”

asks, still facing the

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

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 safety are my first priority. I was just curious if

stepping forward closer to my mate, leaning my body against

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

-eight hours…”

says suddenly, striding towards the

me with his hand on the knob,

words from

not going to do anything, Ella,” Roger bites out, his voice stern but

right? In case she needs anything. You two go get some sleep,”

need sleep. She needs someone to sit with

on, trouble,” he murmurs to me, nodding to Roger – who disappears into the bedroom – and guiding me towards

–

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

us. Then he takes me by the shoulders and moves me towards the

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 my leggings. When I’m in my underwear he

of me, which absurdly brings his head basically eye- level with mine. “You trust

anyone hurt or

Again, I nod.

a hand to

be strong

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

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

him close.”

to his underwear and climbing

Rafe softly on the

on the pillow.

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

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

comforted, I