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.”

I inform him, narrowing my eyes to a

“Is it now?”

his brow in response to my

territories can be? Especially

agreed to

for my wolf,

break your promises then I don’t see why

doesn’t need

palace Dominic made me vow to stay close to him, never go out of sight and tell him the moment I sensed anything

cautious — and rightly so after everything we’ve been through,

his wolf is naturally responding to my own, and in an instant I realize that the best way to get my mate

“Ella—”

using my name as if it’s an

I

people here are in their wolf form.”

secure in their secret lands that

too inexperienced to be around so many strangers.” Sinclair cautions,

a good

wolf doesn’t care

possibility, she’s clawing at my skin, begging

yes, yes! Freedom! Sinclair grips my nape, I said

wolf sings defiantly, and my body shudders as the painful shift

I tremble, jerk and whimper through the next

soon I’m sitting in front of him

stands their with his arms

up and brace my paws on his rock-hard abs, wishing

neck and

play with me! I

am not amused

sounds in

I jump down and bound around his legs, nudging

I nip his ankles that the stoic Alpha finally caves, his massive wolf bursting

is in charge, and

pouncing on him

is tinged with humor now, and

for a moment before he pins me beneath him, plopping his heavy body down on mine so

trouble? He teases,

whine,

Hmm, I don’t know.

of like having you right here, your little paws in

He informs me huskily.

me? I complain, trying to dislodge his

be this heavy? Sinclair doesn’t budge one bit from my efforts, but he does release my neck and shift his weight so he can investigate my