The Mystical Attraction of Alpha

Chapter 276

Chapter 276-Ella Gets Hungry

Sinclair

1 wake, a few hours later, jumping up straight the moment I realize that Elle n’t next to me.

She had drifted off to sleep hours ago after a simple dinner and a movie marathon. While she dozed next to me, I’d spent most of the late hours of the night answered the stack of emails piling up in my inbox and watching her sleep from the corner of my eye. But now, when my eyes peeked open for just a moment after maybe two hours of sleep?

Gone

I hurl the sheets off of me, getting to my feet in a flash, my head whipping around as I search the empty room for her with all of my senses. But my eyes tell me that she’s not here, and my nose. Her scent is dull, but not stale She hasn’t been gone long

A growl starts in my chest as I stalk from the room, looking through the empty hallways for my mate, desperate to find her. She was on bed rest, damn it – where the hell else would she be except bed? Unless Unless, something had happened – but she’d have woken me –

Or she’d been kidnapped – but there’s no way I’d have slept through that.

I follow her scent quickly, my anger intensifying as I realize that it leads me down stairs. God damn it, the doctor expressly forbid her from stairs. I pound down the staircase hurrying through the hall and slamming open the kitchen door –

suddenly there. Seated alone at the kitchen table in the dark, surrounded by a

piece of cold

her side, relief washing through me like a wave. “What are you doing down here?” She looks up at me with her eyes still wide and then gestures

her off the hook. “The doctor told you to stay in

not to

my eyes shut. “Ella,” I whisper between my clenched teeth. “You can’t

back to her, glaring. “I could have gotten you food! Anything you

She shakes her gently at me. “You

the kitchen table, “feast?” “You have like six couches, Dominic,” she replies, smiling innocently up at me like a little kid who knows they can get out of trouble if they’re cute enough. Damn

the ends of her lovely rose–gold hair. I’m starting to calm now,

big smile and reaching for an Oreo, popping it

out for myself, sitting next to her. She hasn’t won – not yet but…well, I can’t really resist the sight of my pregnant mate happy, healthy, and

frowning at her selection. It’s absolutely all over the place – fried chicken, pasta salad,

couldn’t wake you to bring me food. I didn’t know what I wanted. Turns out, I wanted it all.” I grimace as she takes a bite of the licorice, ripping it off

“No, Ella,” I insist. “You can’t move into the pantry like a mouse. We’ll just make sure you have a better selection upstairs. Maybe we

real ideas. I sigh, running a hand down my face and rubbing my eyes with my thumb and

“See?” she insists, shaking her head and studying

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