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?”

a sedative so she could

dreams. Or any dreams.”

Sinclair asks, still facing the

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 a little more concern for her welfare, and not just see

Ella,” he says, sincere. “I didn’t mean it

my body against him. “I’m

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

-eight hours…”

with her,” Roger says suddenly, striding towards

to me with his hand on the knob, giving me a look so fierce it

words from my

Roger bites out, his voice stern but with an undercurrent

go get some sleep,” he says, his face softening. “The house is guarded – Cora will be all

someone to sit

the sweet sincerity of my brother–in–law and, seeing them, Sinclair wraps an arm around my shoulder. “Come on, trouble,” he murmurs to me,

–

shaky, wiping a tear from my face. “How

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 to

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

me, which absurdly brings his head basically eye-

never let anyone hurt

Again, I nod.

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

be strong for them.”

a larger part of me…god, it needs it.

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

him close.”

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

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

on the pillow.

open my eyes again, looking around.

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

comforted, I