The Mystical Attraction of Alpha

Cora

“You’ve got this, Cora!” Ella cheers at my side while I squeeze Roger’s hand, panting and shouting as I give what the nurse has told me is one last, final push.

I put everything I have into this final moment, squeezing my eyes shut and pushing as hard as I can, wanting this done – wanting to feel my little baby in my arms

And suddenly the pressure lessens, and my eyes fly open as I gasp And there’s a little baby’s cry ringing out through the room.

“Here!” I gasp, leaning forward fervently, some motherly demand in me needing my little baby now even as I see him in the nurse’s hands. “Give him to me!”

The nurse hesitates, looking towards her colleagues. I moan a little, still reaching, wanting him now

“Do it,” Ella snaps suddenly up from my side. She stands and moves towards the nurse, putting a hang on her shoulder and gesturing towards me. ” He needs his mother – ”

Roger is completely still at my side, his eyes focused totally on the baby, who starts to cry his little heart out.

“Please,” I beg, reaching for him.

“All right,” the nurse says, nodding and bringing him forward. “We’ll clean him up in a minute – ”

And she takes two steps forward, and leans down, and places my little baby in my arms

And I burst immediately into tears.

weight of him against my arm-his little head curled against my elbow-my heart just breaks to feel him close to me, so strange and

take in every ounce

arms wrapped around

believe he’s here,” I whisper in

can’t believe he’s so mad,” Roger replies,

his strange sense of humor has at least stopped my crying. “You know, Roger,” I say quietly, “most new parents say something nice about their kid when they meet him for the first time, like how beautiful

with an expression somewhere between shock and awe. “I doubt he’d even hear me wasted compliment.” it’d be

him, gorgeous boy,” I murmur to the baby, cuddling him close and pressing a kiss to his forehead. “Welcome

sighs. “I couldn’t have come up with something that good. He needed

me,” I sigh.

exhausted, and my whole body is aching, I just feel such rich, complete happiness in

baby and I are the only three people

do you think, Cora?” she asks quietly. “Will you let the nurses clean him up and wrap in him in a blanket? And I’ll check you out, see

remembering that – yeah, the baby needs to be checked. And I laugh as the nurse comes close, reaching for him. “I’m sorry,”

“You’re just an excited new mom and the birth went beautifully, no complications, so there’s no harm in wanting to hold him

she carries the baby across the room to be weighed and checked out by the doctor. But the nurse is

thing,” Ella murmurs, sitting down next to me and holding her hands out, palm up. “I basically bled out after my traumatic pregnancy, and you

sigh, placing my hands on top of hers and

the side, not understanding her reaction. But then she just grins and

murmur in reply, leaning my head on Roger’s shoulder, starting to

healed me, of course, but this is the most conscious I’ve been for it and I can really feel it this time – the way the gift runs through me, seeking out the parts of me that

until I feel completely