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?”

minutes later, offering a sedative so she could

dreams. Or any dreams.”

asks, still

now, Dominic,” I snap, my own emotions a bit on edge. “You could show a little more concern for her welfare, and

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

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

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

-eight hours…”

in with her,” Roger says

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

words from my

do anything, Ella,” Roger bites out, his voice stern

to…be there, all right? In case she needs anything. You two go get some

someone to sit with her. It makes sense. Okay?”

brother–in–law and, seeing them, Sinclair wraps an arm around my shoulder. “Come on, trouble,” he murmurs to me, nodding to Roger –

–

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

he takes me by the shoulders

on the

brings his head basically eye- level with mine. “You trust me, right?” he

never let anyone hurt or take Rafe,

Again, I nod.

he says, lifting a hand to my face and gently cupping my cheek.

be strong for

lip 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 simple reassurance, the warm reminder that – at my most basic level – I am cared for,

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

him close.”

down to

forward, kissing Rafe softly on the head before laying

on the pillow.

open my eyes

safe, Ella,” he whispers.

comforted,