The Mystical Attraction of Alpha

Chapter 468: Departure

Ella

Sinclair and I dress very formally that night, knowing that how we bid our farewell to the Atalaxian delegation is going to be something that we handle with a great deal of care, especially as we know that Calvin will be there. We even wear our crowns, hoping that they oblige the Atalaxians to see us as representatives of the state which they intend to destroy.

Rafe, unfortunately, has other ideas about his formality.

“Oh, god,” I sigh when he shrieks and pulls his tiny crown off for the third time. “Dominic, he won’t wear it

“So don’t make him,” Sinclair says with a grin, coming to stand close to me in our closet, putting his hand on my back and peering down at our son.

Honestly, he’s a baby -”

“He is the future King – “I huff as I slide Rafe’s crown around my wrist like a bracelet. “Without the crown he’s just our little baby meatball – ”

Sinclair laughs now, taking the baby from me and holding him high up in the air, making Rafe shriek with laughter. “Did you hear how your mommy talks about you, Rafe!?” Sinclair calls, pretending to be appalled. Rafe just giggles harder, delighted. “A future King, and she calls you a meatball!”

“He is,” I say, laughing and reaching for him. “He’s my little meatball, though,” I murmur, taking him back into my arms and leaning into my mate. “He’s just getting so big. And he’s very round.”

grow faster than human babies,” Sinclair murmurs, leaning down to kiss me on the cheek and

clutching my little baby to me. I turn

sigh. ” Just through these first couple months so that they’re stronger,

I gasp, appalled and looking up at

murmurs, kissing my hair. “Our

sigh, turning to the room when Sinclair tugs me in that direction. “As soon as those show up,

serious

brink of war, and

Cora and Roger opted out of this one. I can’t say I blame them – Sinclair told me on the ride to their house

to go to war. Only Calvin, sitting across the table from us, looks towards us

Prince visibly moves or breathes, Sinclair sends a growl his way.

I

the line of succession,” Sinclair mutters back, sounding tempted and making

stand up with a sigh, turning my face up to my mate. “Dominic, I think I have to

not,” Sinclair

at him with clear eyes. Rafe, sleeping in my arm, fusses a

corner of the room, where Calvin is clearly waiting to

a bit impressed with the coolness with which he’s handling this. Not everyone would be able to stand

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