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 pile of food,

been caught and lowering the piece of cold fried chicken

here?” She looks up at me with her

hook. “The doctor told you to stay

not to go up stairs.

eyes shut. “Ella,” I

her, glaring. “I could have gotten you food! Anything you wanted! I would

up,” she scolds, her voice worried. “When you’d just fallen asleep, Dominic She shakes her gently at me. “You can’t be at my beck and call like this- not

“would you have gotten 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

murmur, relenting and raising a hand to play with the ends of her lovely rose–gold hair. I’m starting to calm now, realizing that my panic, while not precisely

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

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

her selection. It’s absolutely all over the place – fried chicken, pasta salad, cakes, wasabi–dipped peanuts,

a pack of licorice. “That’s also why I 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 with her teeth as she turns a curious gaze to me. “Any chance we could move the nest down here? It’d be

a better selection upstairs. Maybe we can hire someone…” I drift off into my thoughts, trying to think

I sigh, running a hand down my face and rubbing my eyes with my

and look at her worried face. “See?” she insists, shaking her head and studying my tired face. “I was right – you needed the sleep – you shouldn’t be up, Dominic –

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