The Mystical Attraction of Alpha

Chapter 288

Chapter 288 – Hesitation

Sinclair

I sigh, sitting down on the bed next to my mate, giving her a significant look as I humor her. She grabs her phone, eagerly pulling up the clock timer and never taking her other hand off her stomach.

“Okay,” she murmurs, looking down at herself. “Well, this contraction has been over for a little bit,” she looks up at me. “Should we just wait for the next one to start the timer and time between that one and the next?”

I breathe out in a huff, closing my eyes and working very hard to control my anxiety and be patient. “Just start the clock and add two minutes to the time, Ella,” I beg. “Please.”

“Okay,” she says. Then I feel her hand on my cheek and I open my eyes to look down into her sweet, excited face. “It’s going to be okay, Dominic. You heard Hank. I’m strong – there’s no reason to rush off to the hospital yet.”

“There’s no reason not to,” I retort, giving her an even stare. But my little mate just wiggles herself closer to me, pressing herself warm against my side. I lower my head to her hair, my heart still beating fast with anxiety and anticipation, and take a deep breath of her warm scent. She’s right, at least a little – there’s no harm in waiting just a few minutes. As I work on my patience, I hear Ella clicking away on her phone.

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“Okay,” she chirps. “I texted Cora she’s up, she says she’ll meet us there when we’re ready. But she says to text her the time between contractions when we’ve got it. She also says it could be false labor,” Ella notes, looking up at me with an interested expression. “Since it’s so early. So, we might be panicking for nothing.”

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I murmur something back – I honestly don’t know what and wrap my arm around her, concentrating on being steady next to her, where she needs me. Ella is excited, but deep down I know that she’s anxious as well – how could she not be? Throughout this nightmare of a pregnancy, something’s gone wrong at every turn. I know that, like me, she’s on pins and needles, just waiting for the other shoe to drop.

out to the street so that we can go the moment she’s ready.

some satisfaction and burn off some of this

mate’s side, where she needs me. There’s

she closes her eyes tightly.”

Eight minutes. “Ella,” I snip, “your contractions are only ten

she says, frowning at the phone.

my voice is low with warning and anxiety now. “Please we’re going

her feet on the floor. “I think it’s too early but oohhhh,” she winces,

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breathe, leaning close and taking her hand. “What’s wrong?” “It’s just…sharp…” she says, her teeth gritted. “Ow, I didn’t think it would hurt

pounding. I head for the

in one swift action. I pound down the hall, eagerly headed for the stairs. As I begin down them, though, Ella gives a sharp gasp and convulses in my arms, freeze, holding

nothing I can do I just hold her until she stops, until she opens her

she demands. “Put me down. Something…something

Ella

to the bottom of the stairs where he can put me down. I feel a sudden wetness between my

damn it, all I can think of is the blood that I saw all over me on the temple steps when I’d nearly lost the

What if –

go horribly wrong

as I cling to his shoulders, panic racing through me. He places me down steadily on my feet and

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