The Mystical Attraction of Alpha

Chapter 445: Wedding Preparations

Ella

“Ella!” Cora shouts from the closet, her voice a little frantic. “Ella, help! Please!”

I turn quickly towards the closet, a biscuit and a cup of coffee in each of my hands and Rafe strapped to my chest in his little carrier. “What’s wrong?” I call as I hurry towards her.

But I see the problem immediately as I come to the door, with Cora wrapped up in yards of fabric and one of the stylists tugging fervently at the buttons which close the back.

“It doesn’t fit,” Cora says, her face worried.

“What?” I say, my eyes going a little wide. “But we did a fitting two days ago did you -”

“I guess I got bigger,” Cora sighs, looking down at the little baby bump that makes me so happy to see. “I don’t know – it would be a ridiculous thing to consider with a human baby, but with the way these wolves grow? In leaps and bounds?” She looks back up at me, shaking her head. “I’m sorry Ella what the hell are we going to do?”

“We’re going to use the back-up dress,” I say, grinning widely and shoving the rest of the cookie in my mouth while I put my coffee down on a shelf. Then I move for a big white box I’ve kept secretly in the corner under a pile of other big white boxes.

“Oh, thank god,” the stylist murmurs under her breath, making me laugh.

call the seamstresses?” I say to the second stylist, who nods and steps away to place a call on her phone. “We might

top off the box and reveal an

how unpredictable it is. At least you aren’t being

says, beginning to strip off the first wedding dress as I hang up her second and begin to steam it. “This is….slightly less stressful than

a little, shaking my head and glancing over my shoulder at her. “So,” I say,

her voice

a little and turn fully to her now. “You’re not

this has been important to me, and that Roger

sister, the steamer still in

sighs and smiles at me before dipping her head to kiss Rafe on his. He burbles up at her, happily kicking his legs, making her laugh. “You’re more

mess at the

you though,” she says, raising her eyebrows at me

her, “you just be

you have a robe or something I can wear while I wait for the dress to

the steamer at her and letting out a little burst of warm steam that makes her jump

and laughing, making me turn away and get back to work. But even as I point to the robe hanging up in a corner of the closet and

I have a feeling it’s going to be a really

hesitant about the choice because I didn’t want everything to look the same, and like we couldn’t make something special for Cora and Roger, but…well, it’s

in the empty hall with Sinclair at my side, Rafe in my arms in a chic little tuxedo with a white jacket. To my chagrin, he wouldn’t consent to wear his little crown today – kept taking it off his head – but…well, I

is that possible,” he laughs, looking around, “when you planned

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