The Mystical Attraction of Alpha

Chapter 311

Chapter 311 – Cora at Home

Cora

When I wake up it’s almost eight at night and I groan, realizing that my sleep schedule is

completely wrecked. I’m reminded, suddenly, of my years as a medical resident when this sort of thing was normal – sleeping all day, taking night shifts, living moment to moment rather than a steady, scheduled life.

And quite frankly, right now? That sounds really wonderful, compared against a whole night of empty hours in which I have nothing to do but… think.

Think about what I’m doing in my life, think about my career which has gone in a really weird direction, think about my relationship…s.

About a certain kiss in the woods.

About a sweet doctor who, apparently, wants to build a life with me.

I sigh and sit up, looking around at my sterile little apartment. I never really decorated, I realize as

I look around at the grey and beige furniture, the simple linens, the charmless curtains. Everything is functional and high quality but none of it is… me?

Or is it?

I frown at my space, thinking of Ella’s sweet home that – even though Sinclair picked out most of the furniture before she moved in – still sings Ella Ella Ella in every corner. It’s warm and sweet

and comfortable. What does my space say about me?

I mean, I’m an orphan – I never had any possessions or any control over the environments in

which I lived, so where would I have learned to decorate? I never had a mother to show me how

So where did Ella…

eyes at myself, sick, again, of being jealous of

and I’m so happy she has what she wants in her life. But sometimes she’s just so….perfect. That it makes me realize how unhappy I am, when I stand next

my phone, seeking some kind of distraction from these disquieting- thoughts. But when I pick it up the first thing I see is one of those relationships I’m trying

Cora – how did

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me a text when you get up – I know you were up all

heard from

away and click through the rest

that there’s nothing at all from Roger. Not a peep. As I take a deep breath and check my email, another message from

are you home? I’m… I mean, this is a little pathetic, but I’m outside. Can you let me in? I

your apartment door…

when I see that. Hank. He’s being so sweet and I’m…well, I’m not being fair to him, am

he doesn’t even want – despite what might have passed between us last night, it doesn’t change

wrong with me? Quickly, I jump out of my bed and dash for the front door of my

I get to it, I yank it

his eyes going wide, accidentally dropping the large bag of Chinese on the

smiling at him, “I just woke up – we were up all night. It’s

okay,” Hank says, giving me his rare, warm smile. “I get it

you want to come in?” I ask, leaning against my door frame and

up a bit at the corner. “That

Hank tells me all about his day. He held down the fort at the little free clinic we both work at, seeing both prospective mothers as

a busy day with some tricky cases. I watch Hank closely as he tells me his story, my eyes flicking over his handsome, serious face – his thick brown

watch him, something that makes me…well, makes- me want to

and focus

grimace a little. I’m sorry, Hank,” I say, giving him an apologetic look. “I got….lost in

squeezing it a bit before sitting back. “I was just curious if you think Ella would

chicken with broccoli and picking up a morsel. “But she doesn’t have any medical experience.

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