The Mystical Attraction of Alpha

Chapter 447: Reception

Ella

Cora and Roger’s reception goes late into the night, which is just fine by me because for the first time this week? Sinclair and I haven’t been the focus of the attention, and we just get to party.

I mean, that’s not completely true. We’re still the King and the Queen of our nation and we can’t ignore our duties entirely. But it’s much, much easier when Cora and Roger are the ones who work their way around the room, greeting all of their guests and thanking them for their attendance.

I smile as I sip at my soda during a break in the dancing, watching as Roger holds Cora close to his side as they chat to some people I don’t know old friends of Cora’s from med school, I think.

“He hasn’t kept his hands off her all night,” Sinclair says, laughing a little. I grin up at him. “Look who’s talking,” I say, glancing down at his own arm wrapped firmly around me.

“What can I say,” he murmurs, grinning down at me. “You’re very touchable.”

Rafe, resting sleepily against my chest, gives a little squeak that makes us laugh.

“Don’t worry, baby,” Sinclair says, lowering his head to kiss Rafe’s soft hair. “You’re very cute too, I haven’t forgotten.”

Rafe grumbles a little but relaxes, his eyes drifting closed against me.

“I don’t think he’s going to make it much longer,” I say with a sigh, considering my little baby. “Do you think the party will miss me too much if I bow out early?”

party will miss its most beautiful guest, surely,” Sinclair says, and I roll my eyes a little at his flattery, “but I’m sure everyone will forgive. And Cora

sister across the room. She hasn’t stopped smiling since we walked down the aisle. “She’s having a good time – like I knew she would. Cora always thinks

to have you,” Sinclair says. We relax for a moment, me considering my escape, but then I feel Sinclair go

I ask, peering up

eyes on the far side of

Atalaxians.”

a bit. I saw Calvin for a moment earlier in the day when he came to say hello and to congratulate Cora, but he’s the only Atalaxian that I can even begin to say

and the reception in full. But earlier, when I saw that my uncle actually had the gall to show up? I was

stand on my tiptoes

even attempted to give his congratulations – which is fine by

a little worry twisting inside me. I glance

great deal of shouting breaks out from that corner

me with an upset little squeal.

loud as he steps into the middle of a large group of people. My mate keeps his hand around mine though I stand a little back from him, letting

see the problem, and I am not at all surprised that my uncle is at the center

dart around at the people several Atalaxian men, looking chic if rigid in their tuxedos, bristle as they frown at a human woman with her twin daughters pressed tight against her side. The woman looks worriedly around

her voice clearly upset and confused. “We – the girls were hoping to have more of the candy,” she says, looking up at Sinclair and trying to explain, clearly thinking herself in trouble. She gestures towards the little individually wrapped bars of peppermint bark – Cora’s favorite -that we left at each guest’s seat as part of their

eaten theirs,” she continues, her

the woman and her children with clear disdain, “even speak to me, let alone beg

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