The Mystical Attraction of Alpha

Chapter 105 – Dream Shift

Ella

As I start to doze, I force my brain to think of nothing but Sinclair, willing myself to dream of him. I don’t let my mind focus on anything else or get distracted, I just keep telling myself to call Sinclair, to make him come to me.

Darkness closes in, and then I’m back on that bed in the forest. Yes! I think, this is where we were last time! It worked!

It takes a few minutes for Sinclair to appear, but I tell myself to just be patient. He wasn’t asleep yet in the real world. I have to wait for him to rest to see him this way.

I’m not sure how much time actually passes, but eventually he comes stalking through the trees. He’s in his wolf form this time, but he shifts when he reaches the bed, giving me a tender smile. “Hello trouble.”

“Hi.” I answer, feeling suddenly shy. “I wasn’t sure this would work.”

“You mean you meant to call me this time?” He inquires, arching a brow.

I nod, feeling a hot flush work up my cheeks. “I want to tell you something.”

“Okay.” Sinclair replies, coming to sit on the plush duvet, but not reaching for me the way he usually does. A moment of doubt plagues my heart, but I’m sure he’s just trying to use restraint.

I’m fidgeting, and staring at my hands in my lap, but I slowly work up the courage to speak. “I know I’ve been all over the place lately, and I wish I could tell you that it was all the pregnancy, or all the stress of our situation… but the truth is that it’s a lot more than that. Those things are making all this more difficult, but I would have been a mess anyway.”

and in hindsight, I’m not sure I ever really did. I think maybe I just got so desperate for some affection that I simply closed my eyes and lept, and of course the person who caught me was Mike. I was a perfect mark for him – young, naive, and willing to do anything to finally feel wanted. I had no idea what a healthy relationship was, and he groomed

wasn’t worth love, so anyone showing me kindness must be out to trick me. So I tried to convince myself that what I’ve been feeling with you wasn’t real. And at the same

me like no one ever has – even when I hate you for it. But I still couldn’t tell you.” There are tears in my eyes now, and I can see Sinclair’s closed fists trembling with barely held restraint. His wolf is still glowing in his eyes, and I know how hard he’s trying to let me simply speak my fill without interruption. “I’ve been a coward. I’ve been hiding behind the challenges facing us, using them as excuses to avoid ever having to be brave… Even when you’ve tried to tell me your own feelings, my brain just defaulted to defending

be brave just once in my life.” I take a deep breath as I continue, “So I thought that if I could tell you here… that if we could be together in our dreams, then

I whisper, too timid

in my ears. Then Sinclair’s hand is reaching towards me. He catches my chin between his thumb and forefinger, pulling my gaze up to his.

wolf – but with tears. There’s so much affection and understanding on his rugged features, that I feel like he’s wrapped me in a hug without even touching me. “I love you, Ella. I think I’ve

tell me he had feelings, I wasn’t prepared for love. I certainly wasn’t prepared to hear that his wolf wanted me too.

if you don’t get over here and into my arms

this thought. I remember all Sinclair’s warnings not to run from him at the Wild Hunt, and I remember how thrilling it had been to be chased… until everything

towards him on the bed. Luckily, while he might sense I’m up to something, he doesn’t realize what. At first I worry he might reach for me before I can jump onto the ground, but when I change direction at the last moment, he’s not quite fast enough to catch me. I immediately break into a sprint, and at first I hear the low

I feel the same intoxicating exhilaration that consumed me at the Wild Hunt. My legs stretch as far and fast as I can make them move, and I’m amazed at how much ground I begin to cover. The night wind whips through my hair as I dash through the trees, an ecstatic

by the cold, and when Sinclair’s howl shatters the night, it’s all I can do to stay on my feet. I stop and

be able to explain them, there’s no denying how right this feels. Why have I never run barefoot through the woods before? Why have I never bathed in the light of the moon? Every second I spend in this wonderful wilderness makes me feel as though I’ve been living in the wrong skin my entire life – like

my soul soars, and suddenly everything changes. A starburst of white light consumes me, and for a moment I’m blinded by its brilliance. When my feet hit the ground again, there are four, and I seem much lower to the ground. I look down in shock, amazed to discover fur covered paws where my hands used to be. I glance behind me

I’m a wolf.

move so much faster on four legs, and if I still had the ability to laugh aloud I’m sure I’d be overflowing with euphoric giggles. Instead I howl gleefully into the chill air, leaping over the fallen branches and rocks dotting the forest floor. I’m free, I’m free!!! The voice

forgot about Sinclair. I

know, but now he’s onto us. I think quickly. We have

thought in my head is to get away. I have to make it as difficult for him as possible… for some reason. That’s no problem, my inner voice brags, now that I’m free he’ll have his work