The Mystical Attraction of Alpha

Ella

I get tenser and tenser as the minutes pass, and I can feel Sinclair behind me likewise desperate to know what’s going on behind that closed door. A priestess comes by after a little while, offering us tea or seats, but we decline both because we’re very aware that we’re definitely not going to be able to relax until that door opens.

Which it doesn’t do for a very, very long time.

“What are they even doing in there?” I ask, especially when I hear a little muffled shout come through that makes me go quite still.

Sinclair chuckles a little and I spin to look up at him, not understanding what he means

But then, when I see his raised eyebrow and the smirk on his face, I realize….

“Oh, EW!” I say, swatting at him with my free hand, the one that’s not holding the sleeping baby.” They are so not -”

“Roger would,” he murmurs, smiling at me and still laughing lightly.

“Cora would not,” I say, vehement. “This is mom’s house.”

“She didn’t seem to mind about such activities outside the RV, where dad could have seen, were

he to glance out the window.”

“Yeah, but that’s your dad,” I say, rolling my eyes and returning my focus to the door. “It’s

different.”

“The Goddess is all-seeing,” Sinclair says, and I can feel him shrug. “She’ll spy if she wants to- what’s the difference between having sex in her temple as opposed to anywhere else

But I hiss at him to shut up, looking around anxiously to make sure he wasn’t overhead.

Chuckling, wrapping his arms around my waist again, Sinclair pulls me back against him. “If the baby weren’t here,” he murmurs low into my ear, pulling my hips back against him…

“Enough out of you,” I chide, though I can’t help the smile that tugs at my lips Because well, my mate is very difficult to resist. Even in an inappropriate religious space dedicated to my mom.

Luckily, the door opens then, and Cora and Roger come striding out, wide smiles stretching over

both of their faces as they speak softly to each other, holding hands, completely oblivious to our

tense waiting

spins to me and he, smie widens as I dash

as I get within

I stop dead in my tracks, raising

me, likewise goes stiff

he says, and I glance back to see a wide grin on his face. “Looks like you’re a wolf after

tugging her to me. and holding the baby to my side so that he doesn’t get smushed. “Are you serious?! Are you?” And then I back off a

Yes – yes –

not have been able to smell it months ago, before I was

has a wolf, and it’s awake in her, and prowling

“Yes, Ella,” she says, nodding and stepping away from me but holding

“I have a wolf. Um, I’m still human, so I

a wolf soul, inherited from mom. I just…never

helped me find it.”

I say, squeezing her hand and staring at

think it’s

nods and then takes her hand from mine, stepping back with her mate. “I

both do.” And then she puts a hand on her stomach,

forward, putting my

the baby too. “You

says, happy. “I can

eyes snap up to her and I feel my

my mind. “Feel…feel him?”

Cora begins to

–

shout, estatic, and my mate wisely slips my

tight as I can as I cry against her, so happy

Rafe and the baby are going

holding me tight and shaking her head. “It’s

time letting her go, so my sister just laughs and holds

united in our

am able to pull back a little and wipe my tears from ay face, I see my own mate

his own baby just like that in such a

time

turning back to Cora.

out a frustrated little groan, turning to Roger. “Roger, we