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

dreams. Or any dreams.”

Sinclair asks, still facing

my own emotions a bit on edge. “You could show a little more concern for her welfare, and not just see her as a

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

mate, leaning my body against him.

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

-eight hours…”

her,” Roger says suddenly, striding towards the guest

hand on the knob, giving me a look so fierce

words from my

Ella,” Roger bites out, his voice stern but with an

“I’m just going to…be there, all right? In case she needs anything. You two go get some sleep,” he says,

to sit with her. It

an arm around my shoulder. “Come on, trouble,” he murmurs to me, nodding to Roger – who disappears into the bedroom – and guiding

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can I sleep,” I gasp, my voice shaky, wiping a tear from my face. “How can 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

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

he says, kneeling down in front of me, which absurdly brings his head basically eye- level with mine. “You trust me, right?” he asks, and, sniffing, I

never let anyone hurt or take

Again, I nod.

hand to my face and gently

so you can be strong for

but a larger part of me…god, it needs it. It

Sinclair and sending 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.”

idea,” Sinclair murmurs, stripping down to his underwear and climbing into

forward, kissing Rafe softly on the head before laying his own head

on the pillow.

open my eyes again, looking around.

calmly. “You’re safe, Ella,” he whispers. “We all are. Go to

comforted, I