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?”

came back about ten minutes later, offering a sedative so she could sleep. I told him to give it as long as it wouldn’t give her

dreams. Or any dreams.”

she…say anything?” Sinclair asks,

information. “You know she’s your sister too now, Dominic,” I snap, my own emotions a bit on edge. “You could show

then he softens “I’m sorry, Ella,” he says, sincere. “I didn’t mean

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

he murmurs against my hair.

-eight hours…”

in with her,” Roger says suddenly, striding towards the guest room

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

words from my

Ella,” Roger bites out, his

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

to sit

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

–

tear from my face. “How can I sleep when someone

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

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 over my head. That done, he quickly dips down, lifting Rafe and

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

I’d never let anyone hurt or

Again, I nod.

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

can be

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 –

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

him close.”

Sinclair murmurs, stripping down to his underwear

forward, kissing Rafe softly

on the pillow.

my eyes again, looking around. But all I see is

Ella,” he whispers. “We all are. Go to

so, comforted,