The Mystical Attraction of Alpha

Chapter 43

Chapter 43 – Roger Comes for a Visit

Sinclair

Her lower lip quivers dangerously, tears sliding down her cheeks. Eventually the truth spills from her lips. “I ate all my bacon!” My heart eases immediately. My wolf hates the sounds of Ella’s tears, but I’m relieved to know this is just a mood swing.

Chuckling, I pull her into my arms. “It’s okay baby, we can get more bacon.”

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The next morning I wake up bright and early, though not intentionally. Instead I was jarred from sleep when Ella wriggled out of my arms to race for the bathroom. This is quickly becoming our morning ritual, and I’m far less concerned with my little human’s unhealthy snacking than I was a week ago, as I’m simply pleased she’s able to keep some food down.

When Ella is finally done being sick, I coax her back to bed and wrap her up in my arms. My wolf is urging me to scent mark her again, but I want to give her a few minutes to regain her strength before I begin rubbing my body all over hers. Of our daily rituals, marking Ella has quickly become my favorite. It’s a unique sort of ecstasy and torment: satisfying my wolf and claiming the mother of my pup, then denying both of our lusts when they inevitably spark.

I know exactly how powerfully the intimate contact affects the little human, and the scent of her arousal is becoming increasingly difficult to ignore. It’s not as if I’m not equally turned on, but I also don’t have wild pregnancy hormones rushes through my body – I wonder how much longer Ella will be able to hold out before she asks for more. More importantly, I wonder if I will have the strength to deny her when that time comes.

“You know the only good thing about this crazy six month pregnancy?” Ella asks.

“You get to be done with morning sickness faster?” I guess.

“Mhmm.” She hums, pressing her nose to my chest and breathing deeply.

I reach down to the hem of her night dress and deftly slip my hand inside, resting it on the soft, warm skin of her belly. I feel a steady heartbeat and waves of contentment through the me ntal link, “Well I know you’re miserable, but if it helps the baby is happy as can be.”

he is.” She murmurs sleepily. “He’s always happy when

least some of the baby’s emotions are feeding directly off of Ella’s, which means she’s probably content at a minimum around me. Still,

or not you’re being all high

hold her tight. Soon we’re writhing around on the bed, Ella begging me for mercy as I continue tickling her, and me showing no mercy whatsoever. Before long the came turns to the

there’s no way in hell I’ll

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to work, but I stop dead in my tracks when I see my brother

amazing how alike you and your little mate already sound. That’s precisely the way

flows through me. “That’s because she’s a very

you’ve turned her against me.” Roger

through you, Roger.” I remark, descending the last few steps in

answers easily.

I reply simply, not feeling he deserves any more information than this. I know he saved Ella, but I still find the circumstances which allowed him to do so incredibly suspicious. I’ve already had a team of investigators out looking for the rogues since the night of the attack, and I was planning on assigning another team to look into my brother’s potential involvement today. And now that he’s turned up like this

Roger requests, having the decency to

impulse to lash out at my brother. “Ella was sick this morning, and besides,

but agrees. “Is she

interest in my little human’s wellbeing makes my hackles raise. It all sounds completely innocent and, indeed, compassionate, but I wouldn’t put anything past Roger. He’s the king of manipulation and gaslighting, and though I don’t think he

him as we head out into the snow, my bodyguards framing us on either side. “But I wanted to see if you picked up on any particular details which

expression, “You mean like distinguishing features or

really any hints about their identities or who

discussing having “fun”

himself. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t pleased to have startled him this way. “Sorry,” I lie.

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