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?”

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

dreams. Or any dreams.”

anything?” Sinclair asks, still facing

little annoyed by his singular focus on information. “You know she’s your sister too now, Dominic,” I snap, my own

me, 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 her health and safety are my first priority. I was just curious

stepping forward closer to my mate, leaning my body

against my hair. “You haven’t had any sleep in about

-eight hours…”

Roger says suddenly, striding towards the guest room

to me with his hand on the knob,

from my

Roger bites out, his voice stern

needs anything. You two go get some sleep,” he says, his face softening. “The house is guarded – Cora will be all right with

She needs someone to sit with her.

around my shoulder. “Come on, trouble,” he murmurs to me, nodding to Roger – who disappears into the bedroom – and guiding me towards our own room. “You’re overwrought – let’s get you

–

a tear from my face. “How can I sleep when someone is coming

Rafe and I into the room and closing the door behind us. Then he takes me by the shoulders and moves me towards the

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

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

let anyone hurt or take

Again, I nod.

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

you can be strong

little part of me knows that Sinclair is talking 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 – at my most

bed with us, okay?” I murmur, laying the swaddled baby

him close.”

murmurs, stripping down to

us. Then, he leans forward, kissing Rafe softly on the head before laying

on the pillow.

asleep when, scared, I open my eyes

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

comforted, I