The Mystical Attraction of Alpha

Chapter 294 – Godparents

Ella

“And I am leaving immediately,” Roger adds in, making us all laugh. “Seriously,” he says, “I’m useless until the kid is old enough to throw a ball. Then, it’s all Uncle Roger.” (2

I smile at him, pleased, and take his hand to squeeze it, letting him know how glad I am that he came. His eyes soften as he looks at me, and I know he feels the same.

“All right,” I say, sighing and climbing into the bed. “Sounds like a plan to me.”

Then, everyone goes to their work, Roger and Hank leaving the room and Cora sitting next to me to help me through the first steps of breastfeeding. Sinclair sits close by, clearly interested, but not interfering as Cora shows me how to help the baby latch. I feel a whole new rush of emotion as I feel him begin to suck, as I feel the milk start to flow and feed my baby.

“There,” Cora says softly, and I look at her with tears in my eyes. “See? You’re a natural.”

“Where should he sleep?” I ask, looking around, suddenly desperate. We don’t have a basinet, of

course.

Cora just shrugs. “You’ll figure it out. Use your mom instincts. People were having babies for thousands of years before hospitals came to answer these questions for them about how to have their first night.” She grins a little wickedly at Sinclair and me. “I don’t think you two are going to get much sleep anyway, but…you’ll figure it out.”

I laugh a little and return my gaze to my baby, whose eyes are closed as I hold him warm against my chest. “That’s right, baby,” I whisper. “We’re going to figure it out.”

“Okay,” my sister says, standing and giving me a kiss on the forehead. “You’re a marvel, Ella,” she whispers. “Call me if you need anything. I’ll see you at the hospital tomorrow.”

I nod, but don’t look at her, instead staring at my son. My new baby, this much- and long–desired

child who is finally, finally here.

Sinclair’s body on the bed next to me as the door clicks shut behind

Sinclair sighs, pressing a kiss to my hair. “This is the start

ready for it?”

say, turning my head to grin up at my mate, eager. “I’m ready for it. I’ve been

Cora

the doors of the palace but I also feel oddly…complete. It’s more than the general happiness I feel after one of my patients safely delivers a healthy child. Of course, that’s normal, I

than just a job well done. I reflect, suddenly, that maybe it’s the knowledge that I have a new little nephew now, to raise and to

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guards standing at the bottom of the steps, wanting to make sure that it’s safe to leave, and begin to take a step when he waves

without turning who it belongs to. I turn, meeting

hands sunk deep in his pockets.” Well, that’s not much of a surprise. The two lone siblings of the father and the

feel his words as breath on my cheek, as well as hear them.

the little laugh that spills out of me at that, and I look down at my feet. “Well,” I say, a little awkward. I haven’t talked to

I see his

ask, suddenly mad. “What are you even doing here?

looking out at the newly–quiet city. “The troops quelled the riots, but that

him and heading down the steps to where my car is parked. “Thanks for the thought, but

he calls after me, his voice full

I snap again, turning to glare at him. “What, Roger! I don’t need you to protect

challenging me. “You don’t need help getting home? Or you don’t

my teeth, shaking my head at him. “Seriously? Now? You want to dig into this

voice angry now. “The absolute

back at him, but he’s too quick for

if I wanted to,” Roger pushes,

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great barrier?

asks, closing the distance between us, his voice