The Mystical Attraction of Alpha

Chapter 327

Chapter 327 – Back to the Real World

Ella

I’m sitting anxiously by Rafe’s basinet, watching him sleep, while my mind wanders impatiently

elsewhere. It’s been twenty–four hours since we heard from Cora and Roger and I feel, just a tiny

little bit, that every passing minute is a knife in my heart.

Where is my sister? I wonder to myself, sighing as I look down at my baby and honestly barely

seeing him. 1

It’s okay, my wolf says to me, rubbing her body warmly against my poor aching heart, nuzzling

me with her snout. Roger will take care of her – I know it. He can’t not.

But what if he couldn’t, I think anxiously, my mind turning inevitably to that freak storm that

they hit – the storm which separated them from their guards, which seemed….just, too precise.

Too convenient. To perfect to be coincidence. What if the cult trapped them? And hurt them both?

I wail, inwardly, my wolf giving in a little and sitting back on her haunches to raise her nose to the

sky and howl a little along with me. She still believes, but she’s overwhelmed, a little, by my

despair, even though inwardly she keeps the faith.

“Ella!” I hear Sinclair shout from downstairs. I jump a little, turning towards the door, but I freeze,

not allowing myself to hope. If it was bad news – he wouldn’t be shouting from downstairs –

But something very urgent could be happening so he can’t come up –

“Ella!” he calls again. “Come down! There’s a car in the drive!”

I gasp, leaning down to quickly scoop Rafe up into my arms. He gives a little half–hearted cry of

protest and I know that I should leave him here to sleep more – but damn it, with the cult out

there looking for him, there’s no way I’m leaving him out of one of his parents‘ sight for an instant.

Not until I know he’s safe.

of the room and pound down the stairs, looking anxiously into my mate’s

bottom, a hand raised to take mine. I slip my hand into his as I reach him,

his. “Is it “I

–

realize that he doesn’t know

we both stride to the

–

I give a little moan of relief, sinking against Sinclair as my knees weaken, just a

her and saying a few words before they both open

I cry, tears filling my eyes as I dash towards

too steadying steps backwards at the force of me, but wraps her arms around

—

baby,” I

have my sister back, safe. “Where were you?” I demand, stepping back and wiping at my eyes, shifting Rafe again so that he’s safely against my chest. “Why didn’t you

of course – I made sure to

died,” Cora says, shrugging at me. “We were in the

you didn’t have a charger?”

to

charging cord in the

there wasn’t

“at a gas station

says, stepping forward and looking into my eyes

I didn’t know you were so worried. We were fine. – we are fine! We didn’t want

to get here

–

a little and wiping my angry tears of

“I can’t lose you, Cora. I

arm around me. “I’m sorry, Ella,” she says, as Roger

right we should have called, or texted, or sent

–

were…” she hesitates here, but Roger finishes for

smugly at me and sinking his hands into his

between the two of them.

Cora blushes –

Blushes?!

My mouth drops open.

at Roger, explains. “The storm was bad – we stopped…at a little motel. Just to weather it out.” She doesn’t say anything else but the big smile that creeps across her face then says everything I need

her a little. “I’m sitting here, for hours, worried to death, and you’re out

sometime, Ella,” Roger quips, and when I turn to him I see that he’s smirking at me again. “There’s nothing ‘ew‘ about

god,” I say, suddenly realizing the implications of this. “Oh my god,” I repeat, taking a step forward to shove Roger for his comment for good measure and then turning to

awe.

ignoring my little

and Cora to

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