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 give

dreams. Or any dreams.”

asks, still

annoyed 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 show

anger and frustration immediately on his face, but then he softens “I’m sorry, Ella,” he says, sincere. “I didn’t mean it like that. You know

my mate, leaning my body against him.

tired, and stressed,” he murmurs against my hair. “You

-eight hours…”

going in with her,” Roger says suddenly, striding

with his hand on the knob, giving me a

from my

going to do anything, Ella,” Roger bites out, his voice

In case she needs anything. You two go get some sleep,”

needs someone to sit with her.

trouble,” he murmurs to me, nodding to Roger – who disappears into the bedroom – and guiding me towards our own room. “You’re overwrought –

–

I gasp, my voice shaky, wiping a tear from my face. “How can I sleep when someone is coming for my

the shoulders and moves me towards the bed, taking the sleeping baby from my arms and placing

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 and returning with a soft nightgown, which he slides gently over my head. That done,

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

never let anyone hurt or take

Again, I nod.

to my face and gently cupping

you can be strong

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 –

to 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

him close.”

stripping down to his underwear and climbing into the

Rafe softly on the head before laying his own

on the pillow.

fall asleep when, scared, I open my eyes again,

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

so, comforted,