The Mystical Attraction of Alpha

Chapter 211 – Rafe’s Anger

Ella

I loop my arms around Sinclair’s neck as he carries me through the palace gates, trying to steady myself even as my concerns for his injuries grow irrepressible. “Dominic no, you’ll hurt yourself.” I object, sweeping my eyes over his muscular body. He’s naked as the day he was born, and his abdomen is swollen with black and blue bruises. His feet are bleeding, and numerous smaller bruises and cuts dot his powerful form.

He doesn’t seem the least bit bothered, though I suspect he’s using the last stores of his power to stave off the pain. “Hush now, I’ve been waiting weeks to hold you, you think I’m going to let some sore ribs stop me?” Sinclair quips, brushing his lips over my forehead.

I try to help as best I can, novelxo sitting upright in his arms and using his strong shoulders to support my weight. I’m in the perfect position to explore the curve of his neck, and my inner wolf won’t let me pass up the opportunity. I nuzzle his sweat-stained skin, kissing and nibbling his throat – letting him feel how elated I am to have him home, and just how badly I missed him.

Sinclair emits an appreciative purr, turning his lips to my ear. “Do you want to tell me what mischief you’ve been making to make Philippe and Gabriel so grumpy?”

“Nothing.” I reply innocently, giving him my best puppy dog eyes. “They’re just mean, ill-tempered men.”

Sinclair grins wolfishly, and my heart skips a beat. “Now why do I find that hard to believe?”

“Because she’s the most ungovernable she-wolf I’ve ever met.” Gabriel snorts from beside us, also smiling. “Honestly, you’d think I was nothing but a nobody omega for all the consideration she gives my orders.”

more – if you were half the wolf my mate

anyone to speak to the man who has shown us and our people such friendship

were out there alone and clearly

would have wanted was for you to be out there looking for me with a bomber on the loose.” Sinclair remarks, affectionate but somber as he looks to his

even believed you

didn’t need to.” Sinclair soothes, pressing soft kisses to my cheek. “I made it home,

the one who put you on bed rest, Ella.” Gabriel adds pointedly, and Sinclair stiffens, looking down at me

now that you’re back.” He’s still watching me suspiciously, and I’m willing Gabriel not to say more. Luckily the perfect distraction awaits us as we enter the palace itself. Word has obviously spread about Sinclair’s return, and it seems

to their knees with tears in their eyes, looking as though their prayers have been answered – which they probably have. Sinclair nods to each and every one of them with such respect, compassion and

to greet our pup properly. He runs his hands over my belly, his eyes drinking in every inch of my changed body. Just look at you. He marvels, his gaze lingering on my ever-enlarging breasts

pup. He adds, letting me hear his words to our son. I can’t believe how big

affection instead of Sinclair’s. I add my touch and my voice, thinking I might understand the problem,” Come on angel, you were so excited to feel your Daddy again.” I remind him, “Don’t be angry when he’s

little one. Please believe me when I say that it was the last thing I wanted. nvëlx.o I never want to be away

version of Sinclair in my arms, sulking because his father left – giving him the cold shoulder as punishment. He got angry with me for the first time too. I reveal to Sinclair through our bond. He’s getting big enough to feel more complex things now, and he hates it when he can’t

same way he does to me when I’m cross, forcing the tiny tot to understand that no matter how far away he goes, he’ll always come back. novëxo Of course, for now he can only hold me. Why

scared. I wanted to protect him so I tried to shield him from my feelings. But I cut myself