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

me and he,

get within three feet

in my tracks, raising my nose to sniff the air – but

me, likewise goes stiff and then starts

to see a wide grin on his face. “Looks like you’re

sister, tugging her to me. and holding the baby to my side so

Yes – yes –

smell it months ago, before

has a wolf, and it’s awake in

Ella,” she says, nodding and stepping away from

I’m still human, so I can’t shift? But apparently,”

still in disbelief, “I have always had a wolf soul, inherited from mom. I just…never knew.

helped me find it.”

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

I think it’s amazing. Do

my sister nods and then takes her hand from mine, stepping back with her

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

and stumbling forward, putting my hand on her

feel the baby too. “You can

happy. “I can

up to her and I feel my eyes

my mind. “Feel…feel him?”

Cora begins

–

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

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

– Rafe and the baby are going to be best

laughs, holding me tight and shaking her head. “It’s all night

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

in

pull back a little and wipe my tears from ay face, I

own baby just

time

turning back to Cora. “How long the pregnancy

frustrated little groan, turning