The Mystical Attraction of Alpha

Chapter 421: Bath Time

Ella

“Cora,” I scold, frowning, “you know I don’t’ feel that way – ”

“Well I know you’d never say it,” she protests, sighing. “But I do get that this union between a wolf and a human that, symbolically, it’s important. And even if you’re not disappointed that it could be…disappointing.”

“I want you to have the mating ceremony you want, Cora,” I reply, steady in my truth here. “Especially in the case of something as important as this.” I give her hand a little squeeze before pulling mine away. “But if you’d like to consider a middle path…maybe you could let me show you what I was thinking?”

She turns her head to look up at me, surprised. “You’ve been…planning?”

“Just a little,” I say, unable to keep the eagerness out of my voice. “Just late at night when Sinclair is asleep and I can’t sleep, or I get up to feed Rafe – ”

“You’ve been loosing sleep over this!?”

“No!” I protest, but then I hesitate. ” Well, not much.”

“Ella!”

“Just – can I show you what I was thinking!?” I plead, “sister to sister!? And then, if you hate it, you can say no.” A wide grin comes to my face then. “But I think you’re going to like it.”

Cora gives a big sigh, leaning back into her seat and closing her eyes. ” Fine, Ella,” she says. “But this is not a yes.”

“I didn’t think it was!” I say, newly excited. Because honestly…it’s gorgeous, and I can’t wait to show her my plans.

Sinclair immediately looks up at me from his casual position on the bed – looking down at his tablet, still doing work, as usual

frowning, my baby strapped sleeping to my chest. I put my hands on

into his pockets and smirks as he looks me up and down. “I just didn’t realize I was mated to

and interested at once, I hurry in and gasp when I see myself in the mirror. “Oh my god,” I murmur, leaning in to get a

our contrast in the mirror – him the perfect

layer of brown dust. “Oh my god!” I exclaim again, immediately beginning to ruffle his hair

Sinclair chuckles, reaching out to unstrap the baby from me. “Dirty in those

if this is what

holding the baby away from him a little as he carries him over to his little baby bath. “Hopefully all of the people will be out of those terrible camps and

now that he’s away from the warmth of my body, starts

I should just take him and let him sleep dirty honestly, I can’t stand

the happiest baby in the world, it doesn’t mean you’re doing anything wrong.” Then, as I begin

clothing disappear into the basket, “he’ll probably be too big to wear those by the time they’re clean. He

warm water and prepares to start bathing him. Rafe still fusses unhappily but reaches for his father’s finger,

damn cute it is, seeing them together, before I turn and start the water in the shower for myself. I continue talking to Sinclair as I climb into the hot stream, relishing the feel of it against my

about the wedding,” I call over my shoulder, starting to shampoo my hair. “I

Roger told

you mad?” I ask, turning to see his reaction, and Sinclair shoots me

not mad, Ella

shampoo from my hair. “That’s not what I mean I know that you’d never be mad at them for wanting a different kind of mating ceremony. But…does it mess up your plans

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