The Mystical Attraction of Alpha

Chapter 438: Coronation Ella

Sinclair and I wake up only a few short hours later, our clothing spread out all over the bed and floor all around us, because today is the big day.

I groan a little when I feel Sinclair stir.

“No,” I murmur, wrapping my arm around him and pulling him back down. Or, I should say that he lets me pull him back down. Because there’s no way I’m strong enough to physically make my big scary Alpha do anything he doesn’t want to do.

But he is sweet, and obliges me.

“I know,” he murmurs, cupping my face in his gigantic hand. “I’m sorry, trouble. But we’ve got to get up and look pretty for our big day.”

“Let’s just go ugly,” I sigh. “Really… lower expectations for the rest of your reign. You can rule in sweatpants and t- shirts. They’ll call you the Comfortable King.”

He laughs, and I can feel him shake his head. “Come on, Ella,” he cajoles. ” Don’t you want to look pretty to match the crown?”

I crack an eye open, tempted. Because honestly, I forgot about the crown. I’ve been very much looking forward to the crown.

He laughs again, looking down at me. There she is,” he says, smiling at me. ” My little magpie. Come on, gorgeous.”

“Fine,” I sigh, sitting up straight with a pout. “But I am having two cups of coffee today, which means that that one-” I say, pointing to the baby, “is going to be all jittery all day.”

Sinclair says, pulling me close. I turn my face up to him, sensing that he wants it, and Sinclair kisses me long and lingering. As he does he passes feelings to me down

pleasure to see him lead

at me in wonder. And I smile back. “You’re going to be a wonderful King,

tight around me, taking a deep breath, simply accepting my faith in him. And I let him hold me tight

why we’ve let him lay alone in his little crib for so long

I

in on the love,” I say happily, crawling away from my mate and getting out of bed to gather my

of bed and coming over to the two of us, kissing Rafe on the head. “He’ll be a

a little. “Little Prince Rafe! Cutest little heir to the throne that

bathroom as I take Rafe to

day, as

room that is a strange mix of auditorium and conference chamber, with the kind of stadium seating all around that looks more like…I don’t know,

of there being a stage at the front of the room, the seating is on three sides of it, with an elaborate table on the fourth side of the room and a narrow empty space at the center. Sinclair seats himself at the center of elaborate table, with me

are likewise formally dressed, with me in a burgundy velvet gown with a matching cape and Sinclair in a sleek black jacket and pants with a blue

honestly, is all that matters to

like his father no medals, though – and he grins up at me, giving a little squeal. I

sends me a happy pulse back, letting me know how he feels. A little thrill goes through me, as it always does, to be able to communicate so effectively with my son even though he is so young.

give him a big hug, pressing a couple of kisses to his soft hair, before I feel Sinclair’s warm

and I beam up

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