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.

from here on out. You get your baby, I get my

easier problem to solve before he fled halfway across the country.” I share. “I’m not sure how I’m supposed to enact

always ask for Sinclair’s help.” Cora suggests, a note of teasing in her voice –

He’s already helped me so much.” Glancing at the closed door Sinclair disappeared 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

if you were an open book

thing and make myself seem weak or fragile, too annoying to put up with. It’s exhausting.” I drag my hand through my hair. “I end up over-analyzing everything I do with him. I shouldn’t have cried, I was too

sweetie.” Cora

bearings. Once I figure Sinclair out I’ll understand what I

on the other end of

I prompt my sister, knowing

still in survival mode

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

matter drop. “How are you otherwise? Any morning sickness?” She

all morning in the bathroom… but I’ve never

to feel miserable either.” She

too.” The more the baby makes its presence known, the more secure I feel that it’s growing big and

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

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what I imagined when I pictured the 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

hungry. I expected the changes, I just didn’t think they’d happen so fast. Of course after so much rest, I couldn’t sleep when night finally fell. It took me ages to finally drift off, and when I finally found rest – nightmares awaited

abusive parents. In my dreams I’m always running away from someone, trying to protect Cora and my other surrogate siblings. The

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

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