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?”

the door anxiously. “Leon came back about ten minutes later, offering a sedative so she

dreams. Or any dreams.”

she…say anything?” Sinclair asks, still facing

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 her as a source of

“I’m sorry, Ella,” he says, sincere. “I didn’t mean it like that. You know her health and safety are my first priority.

closer to my mate, leaning my body

tired, and stressed,” he murmurs against my hair. “You haven’t

-eight hours…”

Roger says suddenly, striding towards the

“I start, but he turns to me with his hand on the knob, giving me a look so

words from

Roger bites out, his voice stern but

needs anything. You two go get some sleep,” he says, his face softening. “The house is guarded –

to sit with her. It

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

–

from my face. “How can

have to sleep,” Sinclair murmurs, ushering Rafe and I into the room and closing the door behind us. Then he takes me by the shoulders and moves me towards the bed, taking

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

down in front of me, which absurdly brings his head basically eye-

you know I’d never let anyone hurt or take Rafe, yes?

Again, I nod.

a hand to my face and gently cupping my

be strong for

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

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

him close.”

down to his underwear and

Then, he leans forward, kissing Rafe softly on the head

on the pillow.

almost fall asleep when, scared, I open my eyes again, looking around. But all I see

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

comforted,