The Mystical Attraction of Alpha

Ella

I see a yawn stretch over Cora’s face and immediately start to get to my feet. “You’re exhausted,” I say, “we’ll let you get some rest – ”

“No,” Roger says, suddenly a little frantic again. “You guy can’t leave what if – what if the baby cries and Cora sleeps through it – I have no idea what to do ”

I laugh at my brother-in-law and shake my head at him. “We’re not going far, Roger,” I say, pressing myself to Sinclair’s side as he, too, stands up. “We’re going to sleep across the hall after we make sure Henry gets home safe. You’ll be able to shout if you need anything.”

“Oh, thank god,” Roger murmurs, slumping back against the pillows and putting a weary hand over his face.

“So dramatic,” Cora says, rolling her eyes but laughing anyway. I grin at my sister and then move to her side, pressing a kiss to her cheek and blowing one to the sleeping Jesse, my new perfect nephew.

“You guys sleep tight, all right?” I say. “And really – we’re here if you need us. Or even if you want us to take the baby in the rolling bassinet – he can sleep in our room – ”

“We’ll be fine, Ella,” Cora says, rolling her eyes at me now.

“They do this all the time in hospitals, take the baby to the nursery so the mom can get some sleep! I could

“Stop trying to steal my baby,” she laughs, flapping a hand at me, “just because you miss having a newborn.”

“I do,” I sigh, again clutching my hands beneath my chin. “They’re so cute and tiny then…”

“Come and take your meatball, Ella,” Sinclair says on a laugh, holding out my perfect little Rafe to me. And I laugh too, taking Rafe in my arms and holding him tight against my chest.

“You’re perfect too, Rafe,” I say, kissing his head, “no matter how big you get.”

our soft goodnights over our shoulder and close the door behind us as we pass out of the room, letting

fall back against the wall with an excited

grinning at me as I

say, smiling up at him. “I get to do that again in what, six months!? I love the newborn stage! I love the first night, when you can’t sleep because you can’t bear to

were born to be a mom, trouble,” my sweetheart mate says, stepping forward and running his hand over my hair. I grin up at him,

at him a little and covering one of Rafe’s ear

at me as I start down the hall. “We

my mate over my shoulder, pretending to be more bothered than I am as I open the

even an inuendo,” Sinclair murmurs, stepping close to me in the dark of the room and pulling me to

manners,” I murmur, my voice low and throaty. ” Because we have competition now for best Sinclair

laughing his dark little laugh. “We’ve got them beat

And my mate kisses me swiftly

bed, I’ll make sure dad gets home?” He asks, heading for

up and a wink. Sinclair nods to me, smiling, and heads out the door, leaving

I swing the baby up over my head, making him give a tiny shriek of joy. ” You

and I smile at him as I carry him over to the little changing table I set up a few hours ago, starting to

than your new little sister, just because you have some weird kind of bond?” I look at him for a long moment, shaking my head. “If that

at me, babbling as

yes,” I say, smiling as I pull him up into my arms. “And I’m holding you to it, even though

each of us warmly wrapped up as he plays with some of his soft blocks and I lay quietly by his side, talking to him and giving him a cuddle whenever he looks for it. But I grin when my

he says, starting to pull off his blazer

sitting up

bed, pulling off his shoes and slipping into the bed fully dressed so he can be with his little family sooner. I smile when I see his eagerness, knowing he feels precisely the way that I feel:

you sleepy?” he