The Mystical Attraction of Alpha

Chapter 202 – Mother

Ella

After shopping with Cora and napping away the afternoon with the pups in the nursery, I find my way to Henry’s rooms. The guards told me he just returned from the refugee camp, but when he opens the door for me he’s all smiles. I give him a hug and a kiss on the cheek, and he welcomes me in. “You wouldn’t happen to be in the mood for an afternoon snack, would you?” He inquires knowingly. “Because personally I’m starving.”

I’m fairly certain this is a plot to make sure I’m feeding myself well, but my stomach growls loudly as I find a seat on the couch. Still, I try to sound demure as I shrug, “I could eat.”

Henry laughs before calling down to the kitchens and ordering a small feast. As we eat he tells me all about his day at the refugee camp and I, in turn, share my frustration with my sudden celebrity and Cora’s news about Roger. He can only shake his head. “That boy has made some bad choices in his life, but I’ve been very proud of him these last few months. I never thought I’d see the day that my sons would repair their relationship. You know that’s down to you, don’t you?” He asks warmly, an affectionate twinkle in his eye.

“Oh, don’t say that. I’m so tired of getting credit for things that just so happened to occur in my general vicinity.” I complain, slumping back and rubbing my full belly. “Not that I don’t appreciate the compliments… I just… perfection is an impossible thing to live up to… and I am so far from perfect it’s laughable. I don’t want to end up with a reputation that I’m destined to fall short of – I’m only human after all.” A moment after the words leave my mouth, I realize they aren’t true. “I mean, not human, but I’m just a person like everyone else.”

“No one said you were perfect, Ella.” Henry reminds me pointedly. “I said that you brought Dominic and Roger back together – which is true. If you read more into that then I think you’re projecting at best, and giving yourself too much credit at worst.”

I can’t help but laugh. “Fair enough. I suppose no one has said I’m perfect… I just… I can see the hope and the expectation in their eyes. The refugees, the servants, random people on the street… even my guards. Everyone is looking at me as though I’m the solution to this war, the ruined secrecy pact… but I’m the same person I was yesterday. I don’t have the answers to these problems.” Seeming to sense there’s more, Henry stays silent, and I catch a rogue tear slipping from the corner of my eye. “I’m terrified that I’m going to fail them all, Henry.”

Henry wheels around the coffee table, which bears the wreckage of our feast, and takes my hand in his. “Dearheart, that is part of being a pack leader. Every Alpha and every Luna has had the same fear, and I know it feels overwhelming, but it’s also your strength. Duty to your people, the desire to do right by them will keep you centered, it’s what will guide you forward through the hardest days of your reign. Now, I know the problems you’re facing are a lot bigger than what most Luna’s have to deal with, but I promise you aren’t alone in feeling this way. That’s why the responsibility is so grave.”

weight of caring for all those in his territory, of living up to his title and doing his best for his people, but it still feels

from watching their predecessors. They know the

parent and pack leader. There are countless days ahead where you will feel uncertain, where you’re

this supposed to be comforting?” I squeak, cradling my belly protectively and wishing I could keep my son in the safe

you. Just take it one

what I came

little mother, I’m sorry you’re dealing with

so grateful to you all. I admit, it’s been one hell of a learning curve

Henry promises, swiping his fingers over his lips and throwing away the key. “So what did you want

and save this conversation for another day. We’ve ended on such a lovely note, and I’m not eager to mess it all up. Still, when I glance up at Henry he’s giving me an

“It must have been quite a shock… Are you disappointed, that

in my eyes. “But I’m horrified to think that my – that Xavier might have

upbringing taught you a lesson most of us don’t learn until much later in life: the family you choose can be a thousand times better than the one you

define who you are – you have more power to decide that than most.” He continues, turning my chin up

mother?” I inquire shakily, not sure whether I truly want the

I’ve ever met.” Henry shares. “She was unlucky in her fated mate, but like you, she loved her pack, and she dreamed of children.