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?”

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

dreams. Or any dreams.”

Sinclair asks, still

his singular focus on information. “You know she’s your sister 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

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

forward closer to my mate, leaning my body against him.

hair. “You haven’t had any sleep in

-eight hours…”

Roger says suddenly, striding

to me with his hand on the knob, giving me a look

from

do anything, Ella,” Roger bites

two go get some sleep,” he says, his face softening. “The house is guarded – Cora will

sit with her.

on, trouble,” he murmurs to me, nodding to Roger – who disappears into the

–

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

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 and placing him in his basinet close to my

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 underwear he leaves me for a moment, disappearing into the closet and returning with a soft nightgown, which he slides gently

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

you know I’d never let anyone hurt or take

Again, I nod.

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

can be strong

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 –

in the 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 safe.

him close.”

Sinclair murmurs, stripping down to his underwear

softly on the head before laying his

on the pillow.

eyes again, looking around. But

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

comforted,