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?”

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 as long as

dreams. Or any dreams.”

she…say anything?” Sinclair asks, still facing

too now, Dominic,” 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

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

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

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

-eight hours…”

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

but he turns to me with his hand on the

from my

not going to do anything, Ella,” Roger bites out,

anything. You two go get some sleep,” he says, his face softening. “The house is

to sit with her. It makes sense.

at the sweet sincerity of my 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

–

“How can I sleep when someone is coming for my baby – when my

ushering Rafe and I into the room and closing the door behind us. Then he takes me by the shoulders and moves me towards the bed, taking the sleeping baby from

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 closet and returning with a soft nightgown, which he slides gently over my head. That done, he quickly dips down, lifting Rafe and returning him to my

he says, kneeling down in front of me, which absurdly brings his head basically eye- level with mine. “You

know I’d never let anyone hurt or take Rafe, yes?

Again, I nod.

he says, lifting a hand to my face and

so you can be strong

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.

“Tonight he sleeps in the bed

him close.”

murmurs, stripping down to his underwear and climbing into

forward, kissing Rafe softly on the head

on the pillow.

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

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

so, comforted,