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?”

a sedative so she could sleep. I told him to give

dreams. Or any dreams.”

she…say anything?” Sinclair asks, still

now, Dominic,” I snap, my own emotions a bit on edge. “You

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

my body against

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

-eight hours…”

says suddenly, striding towards the guest

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

words from

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

there, all right? In case she needs anything. You two go get some sleep,” he says, his face softening. “The house is guarded

to sit

an 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.

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

Then he takes me by the shoulders and moves me towards the bed, taking the sleeping baby from my arms and placing him in his basinet close to my

a moment,” Sinclair murmurs, turning back 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,

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

know I’d never let anyone hurt or take

Again, I nod.

sleep, darling,” he says, lifting a hand to my

be strong for

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

he sleeps in the bed with us,

him close.”

idea,” Sinclair murmurs, stripping down to his underwear and climbing into the

Rafe softly on the head before laying

on the pillow.

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

meeting mine calmly. “You’re safe, Ella,” he whispers. “We all are. Go

so, comforted,