The Mystical Attraction of Alpha

Chapter 363 – Trouble, Trouble, Trouble

Ella

Cora and I stand silently in the garage of the bunker, watching our mates pack their cars in preparation for their a*sault. Rafe is in my arms, fussing unhappily, and Henry has rolled his chair up on Cora’s other side, likewise watching tensely.

“It will be finished tonight,” Henry says, nodding confidently. “I know it. The boys will finish this.”

“I hope you are right, Henry,” I sigh. “I don’t know how much longer I can keep sending him off like this.”

Henry looks up at me, sympathy in his eyes, but I can’t return his gaze – I’m too overwhelmed. Instead, I look down at my little red baby, who is now crying unhappily in my arms.

Minutes – I know we’ve got minutes left until Roger and Sinclair leave. And I can barely take it.

“Come here, mini trouble,” Sinclair murmurs, and I jump a little as I realize that he’s close to me now, reaching out for the baby. I was too lost in my thoughts. I look up at my mate, my eyes filled with tears, and silently hand over the baby in to his waiting arms.

He doesn’t turn his attention to Rafe, though, instead putting out his other arm to wrap around me. I rest my head against his chest, looking away from him. But my eyes just fall on Cora and Roger, saying their own goodbyes next to me, and I can’t take that either.

So I turn my head in the other direction, pressing my eyes shut.

“It will be okay, Ella,” Sinclair whispers to me, the baby going quiet in his arms, as he always does, “I promise you, it will be okay.”

“I know you’ll do everything you can, Dominic,” I whisper. “I trust you – it’s just the rest of the world, and what it has in store, that I can’t trust.”

then presses a kiss to my hair,

the strap of his bullet-proof vest

his fingers beneath y chin. And I stare

narrowing my eyes at him. “Or I am going

shaking his head and pa*sing the baby back to me. Then he presses a kiss to my mouth, tells me he loves me, and turns towards his car. Cora moves close to me next, slipping her hand around my elbow with a big

she says. “The big

that a lot, Cora,” I say as I turn to look at her, my bad

smile as she holds the hope for both of us. “At some point, it’s got

out of the garage and drive away. Predictably, things are simultaneously boring

us file into the little kitchen and sink down around the table. The bunker isn’t totally quiet – there’s still a good number

those persons who are still too ill to join the a*sault team, or those members whose skills lie more in research than in

Or, well, four people, if we’re including Rafe. But I sigh as I look down at the little baby, who is falling asleep now. “You don’t even know what’s going on, baby,” I

says, dipping a hand into the pocket of his wheelchair and coming out with a deck of cards. “That this is a

of high- stakes poker,” she quips. I smile at her, knowing that Cora loves cards. She’s clever and precise enough with them to be a bit of a card sharp. That’s how she kept us supplied with pocket money and candy in the

“Now that the boys are gone, let’s gamble away all their money,” I say, perking up myself at the idea.” Show them what they get for going

lips. “What shall the buy in

not both?” I ask,

both to shame and earned not only a million dollars but also apparent ownership of his two

hand the sleeping baby off to him.

him to put them neatly back in their box. “I know you’re fond of him, after all. I’ll call for him when I am ready to

down at her still-flat tummy. She cocks her head to the side and smirks at