The Mystical Attraction of Alpha

Chapter 457: Preparations

Ella

I jump almost out of my skin when Sinclair bangs through our bedroom door. I spin with the baby in my arms, my eyes wide. Sinclair’s clearly all worked up as he slams the door behind him, his eyes instantly fixed on me, looking me up and down.

“Why are you dressed like that?” he asks, his voice angry, though I can tell that he’s not mad at me he’s just worked up at what must have been a very stressful day.

“Like what?” I ask, looking down at myself. I’m wearing what I think is my most conservative dress – black, floor length with a little bit of a train behind me, with long sleeves and a crew neck that cuts across my collar bones, showing nothing beneath.

“Well, you look beautiful, Ella,” Sinclair bites out, glaring at me a little like it’s an accusation.

I blink at him for a moment, my eyebrows raising. “Is that a problem, Dominic?”

“Why are you all dressed up?” he growls, crossing to me.

“I just thought that I’d get ready, in case I am supposed to go to dinner – ”

“And you decided to wear that!?”

“Okay,” I say, keeping my voice calm and doing my very best to keep my own temper now, because my mate? He’s pushing it. I put one hand out, resting it against his chest. “All right, Dominic. I’m going to give you a minute now to rethink your words, and then we’ll start again.”

He narrows his eyes at me, not liking at all that I’m talking to him like a kindergartener. But I cock my head to the side, asking him to consider the irony that at this moment I need to talk to him like a kindergartener.

After a long moment he sighs and turns away from me, hanging his head and putting his hands on his hips. “I’m sorry,” he murmurs, pulling himself together. Then he drops his face in a hand. “It has been a long day, Ella.”

sweetheart,” I murmur, taking a step forward and putting a hand on his back, stroking up and down, wanting to bring him comfort. “Tell me,” I say, and my mate turns

Dominic,” I say, looking

his gorgeous green eyes. “It doesn’t matter what

understanding, but knowing that he’s going to take the blame on himself no matter what

lip a little, considering. “Does this mean I’m going to

more deeply this time and steps away from me, putting a hand on my shoulder and turning me around. I do as his hands tell me to, spinning so that my back is to him, and then I sigh a little as he

and I

I frown,

the zipper all the

“I already sent word to the Prince, accepting in your stead.” A shiver passes

frowning at him even as he tries to stop me. “I’m already dressed! I’m

you, Ella,” he says, gruff. “Don’t you have like, a dirty

a step back from him, starting to pull my dress back on. ” Dominic! I’m not going to dinner with our enemy looking like a

he says, slipping his hands into his pockets and raising a single eyebrow at me. “Ella, I was hard

hand, “But that’s every dress

is,” he growls, stepping towards me

it turns me on. Because Sinclair – I like him like this. Maybe we should keep this Atalaxian Prince around if it gets

this,” I say, struggling to pull my dress back up

sigh, taking the baby from me. “But take

down inside. When that’s done, Sinclair stands by the bed

to scent mark you,” he says as I start to walk

moving, wanting to be in his arms as he shrugs off his suit jacket and starts to unbutton his shirt. “Dominic, you haven’t had to scent mark me in months – I’m your mate I already carry your scent

broad, muscled chest. My mouth goes a little dry as

it, Ella,” he commands, his voice

raising my hands to my shoulders and pushing at the

to it, his voice

my dress and over to the bed. And then I slowly start to crawl across it,

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