The Mystical Attraction of Alpha

Chapter 423: Run Away Bride

Cora

As Roger drives down the dark highway, I type out a quick message to Ella on my phone: Hey! I’m going to be MIA for a couple of days. Roger and I are taking some time to ourselves. I’m sorry to leave you hanging with all the work we have to do at the camps will you forgive me?

I bite my lip anxiously when I press send and stare at my phone, waiting for the reply.

“Quit that,” Roger says, glancing at me.

“What?” I ask.

“Worrying about it,” he says, giving a little shrug. “She’s not your boss, Cora.”

“Yeah well, Dominic is your boss,” I point out, raising my eyebrows. “Did you even text him?”

“Nah,” he says, grinning broadly. I’ll let Ella break it to him and just face his wrath when we come back.”

“If we come back,” I say, sufficiently relaxed by his encouragement and leaning back against my chair. “Who knows. Maybe we’ll like eloping so much that we just…stay.”

“I encourage this,” Roger says, laughing. “Thoroughly. We can probably assume new identities, just completely abandon our lives and our responsibilities.”

I laugh at the idea and look at the window, the thrill and excitement of elopement still rushing through me. ” Yeah, but then we won’t get to see Rafe grow up. And little no-name here won’t have his best friend.” I run my hand passively over my stomach, sending a little pulse of happy down the bond to the baby so that he can feel my excitement along with me. But he doesn’t send anything back – probably asleep. Or whatever.

Who knows, with these magical mystery babies Ella and I have. “About that,” Roger says, glancing at me again. “Do you have ideas? For names, for the baby?”

I turn to him, surprised. “Do you know? I actually…don’t.”

head. “Let me guess. Ella had her names

head, Sinclair,” I say, winking at him, making him laugh. “It’s almost like you’ve

while before he speaks again. “Well, I have some

and looking at him eagerly.

little glare. ” I think about our child, and his future, and what I’d

“What names are off

says, immediate, and I burst

“Why Edgar?”

“Any name with ‘gar’ in it is mean to a little kid. And I knew someone named

laugh harder at this, agreeing. “All right, Edgar’s off

for a second and I reach out,

sentimental. I want this to be a discussion, so you have to come up with

at my secretly-sweet mate. “That’s the most sentimental idea I’ve ever heard

then give this discussion to me as a mating gift,” he says, nodding. “I get to make that request

say, sighing happily. ” Whatever the groom wants on his wedding day – that’s

laugh, and then we continue our journey into the night. Roger reaches out and takes my hand

to him, letting him know that I’m just teasing – and that I’m all worked up about this too, feeling sentimental and excited and thrilled. Even if I haven’t been looking forward to this evening for my whole life? I can’t wait for it

look at the tiny little beach cottage sitting before us. It’s lit from within by warm yellow light – I had the owner come and open it up for us so that it would be

knew it

roof of the car. I smile right back at him,

little bungalow with the white box under my arm, punching in the code to unlock

my mouth as I stare into the prettiest, tiniest little beach house that I’ve ever seen. There’s a little kitchen space off to our left, and a sofa off to the right, but the majority of the house

the wall of windows that looks directly out onto the

“Do you like it?”

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