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?”

later, offering a sedative so she could sleep. I told him to give it as long as it wouldn’t

dreams. Or any dreams.”

asks, still

too now, Dominic,” I snap, my own

his face, but then he softens “I’m sorry, Ella,” he says, sincere. “I didn’t mean it like

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

hair. “You haven’t had any sleep

-eight hours…”

in with her,” Roger says suddenly,

start, but he turns to me with his hand on the knob, giving me a

from my

not going to do anything, Ella,” Roger bites out, his voice

some sleep,” he says, his face softening. “The house is

someone to sit

Sinclair wraps an arm around my shoulder. “Come on, trouble,” he murmurs to me,

–

“How can I sleep when someone is coming

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 and placing him in his basinet close

and arms and then sitting me down on the mattress, tugging off my

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

let anyone hurt or take

Again, I nod.

he says, lifting a hand to my

can be strong for them.”

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 –

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.

him close.”

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

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

on the pillow.

scared, I open my eyes again, looking around.

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

comforted, I