The Mystical Attraction of Alpha

Chapter 6 – He’s a werewolf

Ella

“Your pup?” I parrot, realizing I must sound like an idiot the way I keep repeating him – but it’s all too strange and surreal. I feel like I’m having a dream – one that may or may not be a nightmare. “What are you talking about?”

I might have been admiring his physical prowess a little while ago, but now I’m back to thinking Dominic Sinclair is just plain terrifying. I’ve known my fair share of bad men, but none of them have ever intimidated me the way he does. It’s like he’s superhuman, giving off waves of energy that make me want to curl up into a little ball at his feet.

“You.” He narrows his eyes at Cora, then gestures to me. “Is this what you did with my sperm, you inseminated your friend?”

“Of course not!” She objects hotly, though there’s a noted shake in her voice. “Yes, I inseminated Ella last week, but not with your sperm. She chose a donor from our client dossier.”

“You’re lying.” He accuses, stating the accusation as if it’s fact. “Ella clearly knew about the samples – since she came to plead your case –”

“You did that?” Cora blinks at me.

“Yes, but I was only trying to help. I thought he might show you mercy if he realized you would never do anything to risk your career.” I apologize, “I’m so sorry, I just wanted to help.”

“It’s okay.” She tells me gently, patting my hand and turning back to Sinclair. “That doesn’t mean anything… I mean, yes I inseminated her on the same day your sample disappeared but… no – it’s not possible, your sample was in a separate fridge…” She trails off again, looking back at the ultrasound screen with wide eyes. “Oh my go d…”

“What?” I inquire, beyond confused.

“It’s not human.” She murmurs again, so quietly I can barely hear her. Suddenly she whirls around, looking up at Dominic Sinclair with true fear. “I swear, I didn’t do it on purpose. I don’t know how it happened!”

“Why do you keep saying that it’s not human?” I question, beyond exasperated. “What else could it be – an alien?”

“Don’t pretend like you don’t know.” The infuriated man growls. “Don’t pretend like you two didn’t plan this precisely for this reason.”

hand is shaking on mine now. “Ella, when I told you about the samples, I only told you half the story.” She explains. “I had to sign a thousand confidentiality documents, because

I demand, feeling as if everyone around me is speaking

She begins, glancing at the huge man nervously. “He’s not human… he’s a

I burst out into laughter. “No really, what

whispers urgently.

certain I’m dreaming now. “Werewolves

as renowned as it is because there’s two sides of the business. Half of our bank is dedicated to shifter samples, in fact very few

for my sister. “Are you high?”

not high.” Sinclair rumbles, drawing my attention back to his face. Now I’m sure his eyes are glowing. The usually piercing green shade now appears almost neon, they’re so full of light. The evidence is right in

course it doesn’t take long for me to recall the strange events that caused me to faint, because Dominic Sinclair is sitting in front of me, watching me closely. His eyes aren’t glowing anymore, but I remember the way they’d lit up from within. I also remember the way he’d moved faster than should

He asks

I answer weakly. “This

is real.” He assures me. “Your friend should never have agreed to let

anything, and I wasn’t trying to entrap you. I just wanted a

if you were pregnant with my child I would pay your debts for you. You simply miscalculated – you didn’t know what you were getting

insemination. I’m not an irresponsible person, or the type of woman who expects a man to solve her problems. I

excuses.” He answers harshly. “The evidence is

even know that it’s your child!” I remind him. “Maybe it isn’t…” I have to give myself a shake

instinctive fear. “I can smell it, I can

at him. He can smell it? Sense his bloodline? It’s like I’ve left reality and entered a different universe. “This is crazy.” I can feel myself sliding back into denial. “If werewolves were real, people

extend where his fingernails were a moment ago. I stare

doubt and assume that’s your

size, but apparently a lethal predator. “You don’t get to talk to me like that just because you have money

arches one dark brow, challenging my defiance.

chest and tilting my chin