The Mystical Attraction of Alpha

Chapter 389: The Temple

Ella

It is, indeed, a long climb. Cora and I are panting by the time we get to the top, and even though

Sinclair took Rafe from me halfway through the hike I have to take a moment to catch my break

when we pull ourselves up to the final level.

Roger has the indecency to look a little smug about the fact that he barely looks winded and Cora

gives him a little shove on the shoulder as she works to take a few deep breaths and wipe the

sweat from her brow.

Even as I work to bring my heartrate back down, I absolutely marvel at the sight before me.

The Goddess’ temple, like the one in the city, is built completely with white marble. But unlike

the one in the city, this one looks….ancient. Vines grow in ropes all over it, looking almost as if the

structure is part of the forest itself, having grown up organically from it. The temple is tall and

wide, the pillars in front drawing my eyes upward to the slanted roof which curls into a dome. At

the very peak of the dome is a golden crescent moon, reaching up towards the sky, glinting in the

bright sunlight.

“Wow,” Cora says, standing straight next to me and likewise marveling at the temple. “Mom has

some….impressive property.”

“I know, right?” I mutter back, crossing my arms and shaking my head. If someone had told me,

when I was a little girl sleeping in my creaky little orphan bed, that my mom lived here…

Well. I probably would have believed them.

But I was a very imaginative child.

“Um,” Roger says, looking anxiously at Cora. “Shall we?”

I smile at him, seeing that he’s eager to move on but also that he wants to give her room to process this experience. It’s more intense for her than it is for him, and I think that it’s very sweet that he realizes this. Roger really has come leaps and bounds as a person from when I first met

him

Sinclair comes to stand next to me and I grin at him and then turn to my baby, taking his hands

to him quietly, asking him how he likes it here and if

and gurgles like he really is

like he understands sometimes,” I say quietly, smiling up

down at

I say, leaning closer to kiss my baby’s forehead “Yes, he is. The most

more months,” Roger

chest with a smirk.

and shakes his head,

ready, Cora?” I ask,

a nod and reaching for my hand. I give it, and, with another deep. breath, the five of

comes out of

moment, going still at the sight of those robes

time I

feel Sinclair behind me, his hand warm against my back, and then a little pulse of comfort. comes down the bond and I exhale, skipping forward a little to

the same situation we

priestess we meet is going to try to take my baby away. Some of them,

serve my mother.

says, bowing a little and giving us a deep smile as we

welcome

and I smile at each other and then look back

me but Cora turns to me with a frown. “Can’t you

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a second and then, as I realize what she

bite my lip, feeling a

—

used the magic of it to unbind my

I could save my child, and Cora, and my mate. Cora realizes this

of concern, but I just shake my head

smile

“I’m glad you can feel her for both of

nods to me, sympathetic, and then we both tum back

smiling around at our whole party and taking a moment

admiring

as a group, we follow the priestess into my mother’s temple And as we go, I wonder

temple. was elegantly sparse, and the city temple was sweeping and impressive, this one is…cozy. The architecture is still bright and wide, but you can tell that women live here and treat it as a home. As I look around at the padded benches

the space beneath the dome, but instead leads us across it to a door at the back. Before she opens it, she

such for the first time. I smile at both of them as I reach for the baby, who Sinclair helps

–

placed a warm hand on my shoulder – Cora nods to the priestess who opens the

immediately, we all do

room, her eyes flashing over all of us but focusing on Cora. I can’t help the tears that well in my eyes when I see her, as I

as I look at

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