The Mystical Attraction of Alpha

Ella

I’m groggy, a few hours later, when I wake up because I honestly haven’t gotten much sleep. But still, I’m instantly aware that I’m awake because something in my body is…different.

s my eyes crack open, I have absolutely no idea what it is, and no real interest in finding out. Because nothing feels wrong or off…just… different…

So, I yawn and snuggle my body back against my naked mate, my spine pressed to his warm stomach. Sinclair gives a deep, sleepy little growl as he tightens his arm around me, holding me close even as he sleeps. I smile at this, happiness sweeping through me as I think about how lovely it is to have a mate that holds me and protects me even when he’s mostly unconscious.

And he’s so warm, and the bed is so soft, and the sheets are so smooth under my bare skin that I almost…

Almost fall back asleep…

But then? My eyes suddenly fly open.

Because there is…there is something new within me.

As I start to put the pieces together, I am instantly, starkly awake – and so is Rafe, I realize, as I peer through the dark over the side of the bed. My sweet baby is peering at me curiously through the slats of his crib – almost as if he can feel it too

This new…new thing within me, a bond that wasn’t there hours ago – but which is there now, just a tiny silver thread of something new

My hands fly to my mouth and my eyes instantly fill with tears because even though I didn’t experience this with Rafe – my wolf wasn’t awake then, after all, to help me feel it – I suddenly know precisely what it is.

My voice is shaky as I breathe the word, hardly daring to voice it.

“…baby – ”

Rafe burbles something, smiling at me and leaning forward, grabbing the edges of his crib, trying to pull himself up so that he can be closer – almost like he knows it too –

I’m laughing – the sound bubbling out of me, rich with joy. “Baby!” I say again,

foggy with sleep, his had slipping to my waist as I spin to him, pushing him onto his back

pieces because of it, completely unable to contain myself, or think coherently, or make any

as he stares up at me, confused – worried but one look at my thrilled face makes him realize that nothing is bad is going on so

as I lean forward. “Don’t you feel

me confused for a second –

wide and I know, instantly,

shifting me back a little so that I’m sitting in his lap, his arms going tight around me as he stares down into my

my hands in the

a mystified smile finds

delight as I wrap my arms around his shoulders, as he tucks his head against my neck and takes

anxiety, and joy, and pride, and a thrilled sense of

abandon and wiping away his shocked and happy

sniffs his tears away, still laughing a little in shock. He pulls away from me just a little bit, looking down at

Because this moment – I’ve been waiting for it my whole life. A little

love in his heart, holding me close and rocking me back and forth before he

voice eager and

breathe, suddenly curious and a little anxious

his neck before I close my eyes. I feel Sinclair connect to me down our bond, and then together we turn to the little silver bond that runs between both of us, just as Rafe’s bond does so slim, so

as if he puts a mental finger

I suddenly

also has a line of sweetness and determination within it not that that Rafe lacks those traits, but there’s

they’re filled with tears

quietly, completely overwhelmed. “When Rafe was still growing? When

Slowly, Sinclair nods.

me!?” I ask, smacking