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.

looks up at me from his casual position on the bed – looking down at his tablet, still doing

ask, frowning, my baby strapped sleeping to my chest. I put

up from the bed. Then he slips his hands into his pockets and smirks as he

the bathroom. Both irritated 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 good look at the very real layer of dusty dark brown grime that’s covering me from head

mirror – him the perfect Alpha King, clean-shaved and pressed – and me, a messy

gasp when my eyes light on little Rafe, who is likewise covered in a light layer of brown dust. “Oh my god!” I exclaim again, immediately beginning to ruffle his hair and moaning as a little puff of dust explodes

little dirt won’t hurt him,” Sinclair chuckles, reaching out to unstrap the baby from

if this is what we look like after just an afternoon,

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 in better situation in a month’s time, though of course some cases will

he’s away from the warmth

my heart going out to him. I hesitate, wondering if I should just take him and let him

happiest baby in the world, it doesn’t mean you’re doing

watching the little pieces of baby clothing disappear into the basket, “he’ll probably be too

water and

for myself. I continue talking to Sinclair

I call over my shoulder, starting to shampoo my hair. “I don’t

replies. ” But yeah, Roger

mad?” I ask, turning to see his reaction, and

not

head and turning away to rinse the shampoo from my hair. “That’s not what I mean I know that you’d never be mad at them

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