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?”

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

dreams. Or any dreams.”

asks, still

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

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

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

hair.

-eight hours…”

her,” Roger says suddenly,

to me with his hand on the knob, giving

from

anything, Ella,” Roger bites out, his

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

need sleep. She needs someone to sit with her. It makes sense.

he murmurs to

–

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

sleep,” Sinclair murmurs, 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 my arms

baby leaves my arms. “Just for 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, tugging off my leggings. When I’m in my

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

never let anyone

Again, I nod.

darling,” he says, lifting a hand to

you can be strong for them.”

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,

he sleeps in the bed with us, okay?” I murmur, laying the swaddled baby down flat on the

him close.”

stripping down to his underwear and climbing into the

Rafe softly on the head before laying his own head

on the pillow.

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

safe, Ella,” he whispers. “We

comforted, I