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 –

she’s suddenly there. Seated alone at the kitchen table in the dark, surrounded by a pile of food, her

piece of cold fried chicken back down

wave. “What are you doing down here?” She looks

her off the hook. “The doctor told

down stairs.” She holds up a corrective finger at me. “He told me not to go up

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

glaring. “I could have gotten

fallen asleep, Dominic She shakes her gently at me. “You can’t be

back upstairs? After your…” “I stare around at the rather shocking amount of food gathered on the kitchen table, “feast?” “You have like six couches, Dominic,” she replies, smiling innocently up at me like a little kid who knows

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

quips, giving me a big smile and reaching for an Oreo, popping it in

laughing at this and pull a chair 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 hungry. But

eating,” I blurt out, frowning at her selection. It’s absolutely all over the place

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 with her teeth

like a mouse. We’ll just make sure you have a better selection upstairs. Maybe we can hire someone…” I drift

I’m too tired for real ideas. I sigh, running a hand down my face and rubbing my eyes with

studying my tired face. “I was right – you

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