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…

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

has what she wants in her life. But sometimes she’s just so….perfect. That it makes me realize how unhappy

first thing I see is one of those relationships I’m trying to avoid leaving me an assortment of messages. I sigh and click open my

Hey, Cora – how did the

You

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

from

away and click through the rest of my phone, trying, determinedly,

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

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

for Roger, one he doesn’t even want – despite what might have passed between us last night, it doesn’t change anything. And there’s a man standing outside my door

with me? Quickly, I jump out of my bed and dash

I get to it, I yank

wide, accidentally dropping the large bag of Chinese on

cheerful. “I’m so sorry,” I continue, smiling at him, “I just woke up – we were up all night. It’s – I’m very sorry. I should have texted

rare, warm smile. “I

leaning against my door frame

up a bit

the Chinese spread out around us on the coffee table, eating right out of the containers with the supplied chopsticks, Hank tells me all about his day. He held down the fort at the little free clinic we both work at, seeing both prospective

tells me his story, my eyes flicking over his handsome, serious face – his thick

feel something twist in my stomach as I watch him, something that makes me…well, makes- me want to jump across the

blink and focus on him. “Did you

myself to listen to his words. Then, I grimace a little. I’m sorry, Hank,” I say, giving him an apologetic look. “I got….lost in my thoughts a

hand, squeezing it a bit before sitting back. “I was just curious if you think Ella would want to be

be more involved in the clinic,” I respond instantly, looking down at my chicken with broccoli and picking up a morsel. “But she doesn’t have any medical experience. Would she really be helpful there? I think that she would do anything –

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