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?”

anxiously. “Leon came back about ten minutes later, offering a sedative

dreams. Or any dreams.”

Sinclair asks, still facing

annoyed by his singular focus on information. “You know she’s your sister too now, Dominic,” I snap, my own emotions a bit

face, but then he softens “I’m sorry, Ella,” he says, sincere. “I didn’t mean it like that. You

my body

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

-eight hours…”

her,” Roger says suddenly, striding

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

words from my

going to do anything, Ella,” Roger bites out, his voice stern but with

go get some sleep,” he says, his face

sleep. She needs someone to sit with her.

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 – let’s get you

–

shaky, wiping a tear from my face. “How can

behind us. Then he takes me by the shoulders and moves me towards the bed, taking the sleeping baby from my arms and placing him

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 leaves me for a

head basically eye- level with mine. “You trust me, right?” he asks, and, sniffing, I nod

you know I’d never let anyone

Again, I nod.

darling,” he says, lifting a hand to

you can be strong for them.”

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 –

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 so he’ll be

him close.”

stripping down to his underwear and climbing into

forward, kissing Rafe softly on

on the pillow.

asleep when, scared, I open my eyes again, looking

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

comforted,