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.

Sinclair immediately looks up at me from his casual position on the bed – looking down at his tablet, still doing work, as usual – and

frowning, my baby strapped sleeping to my chest. I put

hands into his pockets and smirks as he looks me up and down. “I just didn’t realize I was mated to someone who spends their

see myself in the mirror. “Oh my god,” I murmur, leaning in to get a good look at the very real layer of dusty dark brown grime that’s

to stand behind me. I groan when I see our contrast in the mirror – him the perfect Alpha King, clean-shaved and pressed – and me, a messy

then I gasp when 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

hurt him,” Sinclair chuckles, reaching out to unstrap the

him take the baby from my arms. “Honestly, if this is what we look like

replies, holding the baby away from him a little as he carries him over to his little baby bath. “Hopefully all of

now that he’s away from the warmth of

to him. I hesitate, wondering if I should just take

once he’s the happiest baby in the world,

know,” I sigh, watching the little pieces of baby clothing disappear into the basket, “he’ll probably be too big to wear those

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

shower for myself. I continue talking to Sinclair as

Cora about the wedding,” I call over my shoulder, starting to shampoo my hair.

yeah, Roger told me pretty

see his reaction, and Sinclair

not mad,

away to rinse the shampoo from my hair. “That’s not what I mean I know that you’d never be mad at them for wanting a different kind

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