The Mystical Attraction of Alpha

Chapter 22

Chapter 22 – Ella’s Nightmares

Ella

“Wait, what!” I exclaim, not believing my own ears. “You got your job back?”

“It sounds like somebody very important called in some favors for me.” My sister confirms. “They even gave me a raise to compensate for my troubles.”

She doesn’t need to say more. There’s only one person with enough power to undo a command issued by Dominic Sinclair – and that’s Dominic Sinclair himself. “I can’t believe this. Why didn’t he tell me?”

“You mean you didn’t ask?” I can imagine the precise look on Cora’s face. Stunned and reeling at once.

“I mean, not after that first time.” I relate, wondering if I should have tried harder to help her. Did I misperceive my importance to Sinclair, or the power I hold now that I’m carrying his child?

“Well apparently that’s all it took.” She relates, her voice full of elation. “Thank you, Ella.”

“Don’t thank me,” I object. “I’m the one who got us into this situation to begin with.” I remind her ruefully.

“Of course you didn’t.” She refutes. “Listen, I don’t know how it happened, but either I made a mistake or…”

“Or what?” I press.

“Or someone did this on purpose.” She sounds uncertain now, as if she can’t fathom the motive for such an act. I find myself equally confused.

“Why would they?” I fret, not wanting to believe my sister messed up so badly, but not seeing any logic in the alternative.

here on out. You get your baby, I get my career… the only thing we need now is to find a way to get

country.” I share. “I’m not sure how I’m supposed to enact any sort of plan against him when he’s so far

her voice – the same one children use on the playground to

behind, I sidle back towards the entrance, lowering my voice to a whisper. “If I start to seem like too much trouble he might change his mind about letting me have visitation rights with the baby. It’s

an open book

everything I do with him. I shouldn’t have cried, I was too sassy, too timid, too bold. It’s like walking an emotional tightrope. And the

sweetie.”

sigh, “I think I just need a little more time to get my bearings. Once I figure Sinclair out I’ll understand what

pregnant pause on the other end of

sister, knowing she wants to

you’re still in survival mode – ‘keeping your head above water,’ rather than taking care of

hope for if I do perfectly is visitation rights after Sinclair finds his mate, and

“How are you otherwise? Any morning sickness?” She asks, excitement

laugh. “I spent all morning in the bathroom… but I’ve never

never been happier for you to feel miserable either.”

The more the baby makes its presence known, the more secure

I’ve gotta run. Sinclair brought me to meet his father.” I confess. “It was great to talk though, let’s have

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elder Alpha, but the sweet man in the wheelchair was far from the imposing figure I expected. He radiated quiet strength and dignity, but he also welcomed me to his family with genuine warmth. I could see the shadow of a powerful leader in his stoic demeanor, but also the humility

pregnancy books. I can’t believe how tired I’ve been, or how hungry. I expected the changes, I just didn’t think they’d happen so fast. Of course after so much rest,

of cruel adults and abusive parents. In my dreams I’m always running away from someone, trying to protect Cora and my other surrogate siblings. The dreams have gotten worse since

The sounds of my own screams and pleading tears fill my head, as dreadful images fill my vision. The

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