The Mystical Attraction of Alpha

Cora

“He’s amazing,” Roger says, beaming as he raises his head look at me in wonder. “I didn’t – damn it, Cora, I didn’t know I could love someone this much -”

“What about me!?”

“Someone besides you,” Roger says, rolling his eyes. “You’re my mate, Cora, obviously that’s different.”

“Damn well better be,” I murmur, bending over the baby and stroking the skin of his perfect, tiny face with the tip of my finger. Roger leans close, giving me a kiss on the cheek.

“Thank you,” he says, his voice so quiet I barely hear him. “You’re amazing Cora. I’m so grateful for you, and for him, and everything you did to bring him into this world.”

I smile as I raise my eyes to my mate’s and then I kiss him for real, passing all of those sentiments back down the bond. Because this little baby – he really is both of ours, equal parts of both of us, the perfect embodiment of everything we mean to each other.

And quite suddenly, he’s our entire world.

“So, what do you think,” I say a moment later when I break the kiss, looking back down at the baby. “Does the name still fit?”

“Yeah, I think the name still fits,” Roger says, his lips turning up in a smile as he looks the baby over. “I think it’s perfect.”

“All right,” I say, beaming down at our kid. “Then welcome, to the world, little J-”

and I see Ella

you a full five minutes,” she squeaks. “But I don’t think I can bear it any

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peering curiously behind her, both eager to set their eyes on the baby. Only Rafe isn’t excited, but he has an excuse because he’s curled sleeping in Sinclair’s arms. My smile widens as the my family starts

murmurs, bending over to peer at the little baby in his brother’s arms. “He’s beautiful,

laughing and giving him a little shove. “Let them

his family with a big smile.

take the baby from Roger and then turning to place him in Ella’s waiting arms, which are practically vibrating

one hand going to her mouth as she looks down at our perfect little baby boy. “Oh, he’s so perfect!

Roger says, sitting back against the pillows and crossing his arms

bothering to look at my mate. “No, not like that, Roger, don’t be ridiculous – I just – I expected him to be dark, like Rafe – like you

nephew, as I watch Sinclair look over her shoulder at him with

in sudden surprise and looking between Roger and I. “What

formal all of a sudden. ” Ella, Dominic, Henry – Roger

her hand again goes to her mouth. “Oh my god,” she murmurs, pressing her eyes shut against her sudden tears, ” it’s so perfect – oh, I can’t handle it, Dominic, you

the crook of his gigantic arm and beaming down at the newest member of the Sinclair tribe as Ella

Jesse and running a broad palm over the

Sinclair smiles, waiting patiently as Ella darts over to lift Rafe out of Henry’s arms so that Jesse can take the

in his arms once Sinclair passes him over. “Don’t worry, I’ll send you back to your mother soon I know she’s the one you want. I just want to get a good look at you. Do you know who I am? Grandpa?” Henry smiles and lowers his face to kiss the baby’s head. ” I’ve been waiting a long time to meet you, little Jesse,” he murmurs. “We’re all very

haze of happiness with everyone marveling at the newest, freshest member of our family, each of us wondering a little absently about his future, about how much we’re going to love him. Somehow, inevitably, he ends up back in my arms and though I’m glad his family all got a chance to say hello, I admit that there’s a great deal of relief to have him back with