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.”

it, and Sinclair kisses me

feelings much the same, as well as a great deal of hope and pleasure to see him lead this nation for which he’s fought for so long. When Sinclair breaks our

in wonder. And I smile back. “You’re

breath, simply accepting my faith in him. And I let him

when Rafe gives a little squeak, wondering why we’ve let him lay alone in his little crib for so long even though

I both

the love,” I say happily, crawling away from my mate and

of bed and coming over to the two of us, kissing Rafe on the head.

the baby, laughing a little. “Little Prince Rafe! Cutest little heir to the throne that there

moving towards the bathroom as I

as predicted,

mix of auditorium and conference chamber, with the kind of stadium

Sinclair seats himself at the center of elaborate table, with me to his right and his father to his left. I look

matching cape and Sinclair in a sleek black jacket and pants with a blue sash

honestly, is all that matters to

at little Rafe, who is dressed like his father no medals, though – and he grins up at me, giving a little squeal. I smile at him, laughing. “Are you excited for

able to communicate so effectively with my son even though he is so young. And he laughs as he looks up

a big hug, pressing a couple of kisses to his soft

up at him,

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