Ella

“Cora,” I scold, frowning, “you know I don’t’ feel that way – ”

“Well I know you’d never say it,” she protests, sighing. “But I do get that this union between a wolf and a human that, symbolically, it’s important. And even if you’re not disappointed that it could be…disappointing.”

“I want you to have the mating ceremony you want, Cora,” I reply, steady in my truth here. “Especially in the case of something as important as this.” I give her hand a little squeeze before pulling mine away. “But if you’d like to consider a middle path…maybe you could let me show you what I was thinking?”

She turns her head to look up at me, surprised. “You’ve been…planning?”

“Just a little,” I say, unable to keep the eagerness out of my voice. “Just late at night when Sinclair is asleep and I can’t sleep, or I get up to feed Rafe – ”

“You’ve been loosing sleep over this!?”

“No!” I protest, but then I hesitate. ” Well, not much.”

“Ella!”

“Just – can I show you what I was thinking!?” I plead, “sister to sister!? And then, if you hate it, you can say no.” A wide grin comes to my face then. “But I think you’re going to like it.”

Cora gives a big sigh, leaning back into her seat and closing her eyes. ” Fine, Ella,” she says. “But this is not a yes.”

“I didn’t think it was!” I say, newly excited. Because honestly…it’s gorgeous, and I can’t wait to show her my plans.

I come sighing into our rooms that evening, Sinclair immediately looks up at me from his casual position on the bed – looking down at his tablet, still doing work, as usual –

my baby strapped sleeping to my chest. I

bed. Then he slips his hands into his pockets and smirks as he looks me up and

see myself in the mirror. “Oh my god,” I murmur, leaning in to get a good look at

him the perfect Alpha King, clean-shaved and pressed – and me, a messy ball of dirt with crazy hair

my eyes light on little Rafe, who is likewise covered in a light layer of brown dust. “Oh my god!” I exclaim again, immediately beginning to ruffle his hair and moaning

out to unstrap the baby from

from my arms. “Honestly, if this is what we look like

as he carries him over to his little baby bath. “Hopefully all

little now that he’s away from the warmth of my

I hesitate, wondering if I should just take him and let him sleep dirty honestly, I can’t stand to hear

he’s the happiest baby in the world, it doesn’t mean you’re doing anything wrong.” Then, as I begin to strip out of my clothes, Sinclair takes off Rafe’s

into the basket, “he’ll probably be too big to wear those by the time they’re clean. He grows like

naked belly, proud, as he turns on the warm water and prepares to start bathing him. Rafe still fusses unhappily but reaches for

it is, seeing them together, before I turn and start the water in the shower for myself. I continue talking to Sinclair as I climb into

I call over my shoulder, starting

he replies. ” But yeah, Roger told

mad?” I ask, turning to see his reaction, and Sinclair

not mad,

I mean I know that you’d never be mad at them for wanting a different kind of mating ceremony. But…does it mess up your plans at all? For the coronation, and the coronation

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