The Mystical Attraction of Alpha

Chapter 290

Chapter 290 – Contractions

Ella

Slowly, I breathe through my contractions, taking deep breaths in through my nose and huffing them out of my mouth. The pain is…well, I suppose I can’t say like anything I’ve felt before, can I? Not after all I’ve been through in the past five months. But it’s incredible, the way it radiates through my body, making me grit my teeth against it.

I can feel my body moving, changing along with the contractions. The pain in my pelvis, particularly, is insane, as the bones shift to make room for the baby to pass through. My eyes flash open during one particularly difficult contraction and I hear myself cry out against the pain. God, I would have thought that being a wolf made this easier – wolves seem to have a whole litter of pups without much trouble, by themselves out in the woods.

Passingly, I consider shifting into my wolf form to ease this

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But then, suddenly, Sinclair bursts into my room, dashing for me.

“What,” he gasps, almost skidding to the side, looking me all over for what is wrong. “What is it, Ella – I heard you scream –”

“No,” I say, gasping a little as the contraction starts to come to its end. “No, it’s just the contraction – god, Dominic, these suck – ”

He shakes his head, still panicked, trying to put it all together as he kneels by the side of the bed and takes my hand. “Cora is coming, she’s close,” he murmurs. “She’ll be allowed in.”

“And Hank?” I ask, looking at my mate. “And Roger?”

“Roger?” Sinclair asks, confused.

“Yes, Dominic! Roger! I want him here as well!”

Sinclair’s eyes are wide with wonder

child’s uncle! And his godfather! He should be here! I can’t believe you didn’t call

lean back on into the pillows, taking deep breaths. “I can’t believe you’re thinking about propriety while

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I have to give birth in

Sinclair says softly, giving in without any further questions. I hear him tapping on his phone

of the pillows from the other side of the bed, quickly taking the pillowcase between his two hands and ripping off a

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linens thing and boil water that’s just in the movies. I’m sure Cora will bring

that,” he murmurs, leaning down and wiping the sweat from my brow with the little square of pillowcase folded in

much as I can against the pillows, the next contraction not starting yet. “I feel… determined,” I say, gazing up at him. “Rafe is ready. He told

between the fingers of his

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him, willing myself to believe it too – that I’m strong even though I’m scared and in pain. I am strong. For him, and for Rafe, and yes – for myself – I can be

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again, my hands moving low on my stomach. “Here

in that special way Cora

coming closer and closer together. I’m moving through this birth process fast, and I don’t have any control over it. If I could wait, just hold him

no, it seems like Rafe and my body have other

a cotton nightgown instead of the travel clothes I was wearing on the way here. He

and guilt that he’s done something horrible in not getting me to the hospital. I hold his

over her shoulder. I almost spill the

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