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.”

stroking up and down, wanting to bring him comfort. “Tell me,”

“I’m sorry, Dominic,” I say, looking

me with his gorgeous green eyes. “It doesn’t matter

to take the blame on himself no matter what logic presents

considering. “Does this mean I’m

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

I sigh in disappointment

then I frown,

trying to turn, but my mate holds me still until he has the zipper all the way down to my

the Prince, accepting in your stead.” A shiver

ask, turning and frowning at him even as he tries

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

laugh but I take 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 slob. This

I was hard the moment I walked in the door and

waving a dismissive hand, “But that’s every

it is,” he growls, stepping towards me again,

as it turns me on. Because Sinclair – I like him like this.

wearing this,” I say, struggling to pull my dress

from

him over to his little crib and placing him down inside. When that’s done, Sinclair stands by the bed and raises

you,” he says as

I don’t stop moving, wanting to be in his arms as he shrugs off his suit jacket and starts to unbutton his

muscled chest. My mouth goes a little dry as his

commands,

hands to my shoulders and pushing at the dress, slipping it off my arms and letting it pool

to it,

to the bed. And then I slowly start to crawl across it, wearing

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