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?”

the door anxiously. “Leon 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

dreams. Or any dreams.”

she…say anything?” Sinclair asks,

own emotions a bit on edge. “You could

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

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

murmurs against my hair. “You

-eight hours…”

going in with her,” Roger says suddenly, striding towards

he turns to me with his hand on the

from my

Ella,” Roger bites

going to…be there, all right? In case she needs anything. You two go get some sleep,” he says, his face softening. “The house is guarded – Cora

someone to sit with her. It makes sense.

trouble,” he murmurs to me,

–

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

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

baby leaves my arms. “Just for a moment,” Sinclair murmurs, 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

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

I’d never let anyone hurt or take Rafe,

Again, I nod.

darling,” he says, lifting a hand to

be strong

overwrought exhaustion then. A little part of me knows that Sinclair is talking to me like a child, and resents it, but a larger

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

him close.”

down to his underwear and

he leans forward, kissing Rafe softly on the head

on the pillow.

I open my eyes again, looking around. But

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

comforted,