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

But as I get within

my tracks, raising my nose to sniff the

likewise goes stiff and

and I glance back to see a wide grin on his face. “Looks

my side so that he doesn’t get smushed. “Are you serious?! Are

Yes – yes –

smell it months ago, before I was immersed in

and it’s awake in

says, nodding and stepping

so I

disbelief, “I have always had a wolf soul, inherited from

helped me find it.”

squeezing her hand and staring at her, baffled and thrilled. “Cora,

I think it’s amazing.

nods and then takes her hand from

she puts a hand on her stomach, still smiling

shout again, laughing and stumbling forward, putting my hand on her stomach as if

too. “You can

can feel him through the

eyes snap up to her and I feel my eyes

my mind. “Feel…feel him?”

grinning, Cora begins

–

I shout, estatic, and my mate wisely slips my own baby boy from my arms

sister, wrapping her up as tight as I can as I cry against her, so happy so

optional anymore – Rafe and the baby are going to be best friends

shaking her head. “It’s all night You’re choking

letting her go, so my sister just laughs and holds me as we rock back

united in

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

going to have his own baby just like that

time

know?” I ask, turning back to

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