The Mystical Attraction of Alpha

Chapter 156 – Sightseeing Ella

The Vanaran capital feels like a different planet.

Everywhere we look crystals tower over us, carved into the most intricate forms I’ve ever seen.

The shifters populating the city are friendly and open in their curiosity, and we frequently stop so Gabriel can chat with the locals and introduce us.

It’s all so easy and peaceful, no lies, no secrets, just wolves living openly together in harmony.

Watching Gabriel, I see a leader who is strong but compassionate, ruthless but open-minded.

He’s intelligent and has as much raw power as my own mate, though he lacks Sinclair’s dangerous edge.

I expect Gabriel would be quite deadly if pushed, but he’s much more easy going than my own brooding Alpha.

Then again, he’s not the one exiled and preoccupied with planning a revolution.

Still, for a moment I envision a future world where Sinclair is the King of the united packs, and Damon’s regime is a long-forgotten nightmare.

In my heart I know this is the kind of society my mate could create as leader; Gabriel’s utopian world n.ovelebook could be our own, if only we could take back our home.

Maybe it’s naive to think a traumatized society could recover completely and achieve this sort of easy comfort…After all it’s not like Sinclair could simply snap his fingers and undo all the suffering caused by his predecessor.

No, if we can win this war we’ll have a monumental task ahead of us in terms of healing and rebuilding the united packs, and earning the trust of an oppressed people.

But I believe that if anyone can achieve this goal, it’s Sinclair.

I turn to look up at the man in question, so inspired by this vision that I want to share my hope with him.

However when I see his face he looks a million miles away.

His granite jaw is clenched and his gaze is hawkishly scanning our surroundings.

He manages to smile and greet the various people we meet, but his grip on my waist never loosens, and he never loses the hardness in his eyes.

I lean into his side as a cool breeze flutters through the square, carrying the scent of rain.

“What good is coming out if you’re not going to actually be present?”

I inquire, poking his muscular chest.

The huge Alphe looks down at me with dry amusement, closing his powerful hand around my offending finger.

“I said I would come along, I didn’t promise to forget my worries.”

him, narrowing my eyes to

“Is it now?”

his brow in

territories can be?

agreed to take a

he put out for my wolf, and

I don’t see

doesn’t need

to him, never go out of

been through, but now those same promises are providing my with

own, and in an instant I realize that the best way to get my mate out of

“Ella—”

my name as

should shift.” I suggest,

people here are in their wolf form.” I say, gesturing to the people custling around

so comfortable and secure in their secret lands that they feel no danger shifting in public, let alone

around so

a

wolf doesn’t care for this

shifting a possibility, she’s clawing at my skin, begging

Sinclair grips my nape, I said

and my body shudders

shields me as I tremble, jerk and whimper through the next

sitting in front of him as my wolf, my dress in

up at my mate, who stands their with his arms crossed over his chest,

brace my paws on his rock-hard abs, wishing I was tall enough

swipe my tongue over his neck and nuzzle

play with me! I beg, Please, please,

not amused by this,

sounds

his legs, nudging him and

the stoic

in charge, and she only

on him the moment the

foreboding energy is tinged with humor now, and

beneath him, plopping his heavy body

wanted, trouble?

whine, squirming under him but

Hmm, I don’t know.

your little paws in the air, completely at

He informs me huskily.

Suffocate me? I complain, trying to dislodge his

does release my neck and shift his weight