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?”

minutes later, offering a sedative so she could sleep. I told him to

dreams. Or any dreams.”

Sinclair asks, still

by 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

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

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

-eight hours…”

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

with his hand

words from my

going to do anything, Ella,” Roger bites

You two go get some sleep,” he

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

brother–in–law and, seeing them, Sinclair wraps an arm around my shoulder. “Come on, trouble,” he murmurs

–

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

behind us. Then he takes me by the shoulders and

undress me, tugging my shirt up over my head and arms and then sitting me down on the mattress, tugging off

brings his head basically eye- level

let anyone

Again, I nod.

lifting a hand to my face and gently cupping my cheek.

you can be

exhaustion then. A little part of me knows that 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 reminder that – at my most basic level –

a burst of gratitude down our bond, I turn away from my mate and tuck my feet in underneath the blankets, taking the baby with me. “Tonight he sleeps 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.”

stripping down to his underwear and climbing into the

kissing Rafe softly on

on the pillow.

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

safe, Ella,” he

so, comforted, I