The Mystical Attraction of Alpha
Chapter 1

Chapter 1

Chapter 1- Betray

Ella

“I’m sorry Ella.” My physician says gently. “I’m afraid you have very few viable eggs remaining. Frankly,I normally see these numbers in women ten or fifteen years your senior.”

“What?” I murmur, not believing my ears. I’ve been trying to get pregnant for years. I’m only 30, Ishould have plenty of eggs left.

“In terms of fertility, you have very little time left.” She continues. “If you want to conceive, you need todo so before your next cycle begins.”

“My next cycle?” I repeat, my mouth hanging open in shock. I love kids more than anything, and thoughit might not be everyone’s ambition, I want nothing more than to be a mother.

I have to get home and tell my boyfriend this news, and there’s not a moment to waste.

I make it home in record time, bursting through the door and opening my mouth to call for Mike, butstopping dead in my tracks. As soon as I walk inside I see a pair of high heels and a handbag by thedoor – neither of which belong to me.

I co ck my ears towards the bedroom, and my stomach churns when I hear the unmistakable sound ofmoaning, accompanied by a steady thump thump thump, as the bed collides with the wall. Worse eventhan realizing that Mike is clearly in there with another woman, is realizing who he’s with. I know thathandbag, and I know those shoes – they belong to my best friend, Kate.

“F uck, Ella is so s tupid.” Mike laughs, “can you believe she actually expects me to have a baby withher?”

Kate snorts, “she’s delusional. I don’t know how you put up with her for so long in the first place.”

“If she wasn’t so beautiful I never would have given her the time of day.” Mike scoffs. “Thankfully dailydoses of plan B kept her from ever conceiving.”

“The morning after pill?” Kate asks, “how did you manage to give it to her without her realizing?”

“I put it in her morning coffee.” Mike chortles, sounding far too proud of himself.

My vision goes completely red as everything finally falls into place. Suddenly it’s clear why I’ve neverbeen able to get pregnant, despite having unprotected sex multiple times a week for years. It’s evenclear how I could have the eggs of a 45-year-old, if my despicable partner has been secretly feedingme emergency contraceptives every day – there’s no telling what other damage that might have doneto my reproductive system.

Before I can think better of it, I pull the smoke alarm on the wall, wanting to frighten and punish the pairin the bedroom so fiercely that I fear I might attack them when they emerge. Water immediately spraysdown from the sprinkler system mounted to the ceiling as a shrill siren fills the air, and I hear Mike andKate cry out in surprise.

A few moments later they come rushing out of the bedroom, stopping in their tracks when they see melooming in the doorway. Mike’s eyes go comically wide, “What are you doing home so early?” Thesnake has the nerve to sound affronted that I surprised him, when he’s the one who’s been sneakingaround behind my back for G od knows how long. He seems to realize how suspicious it looks that heand Kate are standing there in their underwear and quickly adds, “Kate came to see me so we couldplan a surprise for your birthday, but then we spilled coffee all over our clothes so we had to change.”

Fire blazes in my veins, he must truly believe I’m an idiot if he expects me to buy such a feeble excuse.

It’s a testament to their horrifically low opinion of me that they buy my act, and I vow to get my revengeone way or another. I can’t believe I wasted so many years – my best years – on this scu mbag. Andnow he may have cost me my future too. As soon as the thought enters my head, I know I can’t affordto waste another moment on Mike, I have more important things to take care of.

I make my excuses and rush across town for the second time that afternoon, running to the comfortingarms of my surrogate sister, Cora. Not only did we grow up together in the orphanage, but she becamean OBGYN and now works for the most exclusive sperm bank in the city. I’ve never gone to her beforebecause I always imagined Mike and I would eventually conceive the natural way, but that clearly isn’tan option anymore.

Even if I could replace a man willing to have a baby with me in time, I’m not eager to trust anyone afterMike’s betrayal. I’m going to have to do this on my own, and I know Cora can help me. I don’t havemuch money, but I have enough savings to pay for the insemination, especially since I basically haveone shot and one shot only.

When I arrive, all my plans to lay out my situation for Cora clearly and concisely go out the window,because the moment I see my sister I fall to pieces. She hugs and kisses me until my tears subside,slowly extracting the story from me piece by piece. When she hears about Mike and Kate she swearsup a storm, but that’s nothing compared to her reaction when I explain about my fertility.

“That little sh it! I’ll kill him!” She fumes, studying me with a worried expression. “Ella, if your doctor wasright this means you only have one chance to conceive.”

“I know.” I sniffle. “And if this is going to be my only baby, I don’t want to take any chances. I want thebest donor we can replace.”

“Don’t you worry about that.” Cora assures me, “We’ve got donations from actors, models, scientists –it’s only the creme de la creme here.” She glances at the door and lowers her voice. “You didn’t hear it

from me, but even Dominic Sinclair sent his samples here for testing.”

“Dominic Sinclair? I repeat, “the billionaire?” I’ve seen the man around town, but we don’t exactly run inthe same circles. He lives in the same neighborhood as my wealthy employer and often says hello tothe children I nanny, but he’s always surrounded by bodyguards and is so intimidating I getgoosebumps just thinking about him.

“Oh my g od!.” Cora slaps her hand over her mouth. “I wasn’t supposed to tell you that! I don’t knowwhat I was thinking. Apparently he’s no stranger to fertility issues himself, and he trusted us to handlehis swimmers over every other lab in the country. I’ve got his sperm in the other room at this verymoment.” She frets, “But Ella you can’t tell anyone, you have to promise me.”

“Of course!” I agree immediately. “I know how important confidentiality is here.”

“Thank you,” Cora breathes. “Now, I’m going to give you a dossier of our clients so you can pick adonor, and once you’ve chosen we’ll get you knocked up before you can even blink.”

It’s not an easy decision, but eventually I choose a handsome surgeon whose photo practically makesme swoon. Cora leaves the room only long enough to prepare the sample, and though she looks a bitflustered when she returns, she quickly and professionally completes the insemination, holding myhand when the procedure is finished. “It’s all take care of now, Ella.” She promises, “You can comeback in ten days to see if it worked.”

Ten days. I think dazedly. Ten days to decide my entire future.

If only I’d known that by the time those ten days were up, my future would no longer belong to me – butto Dominic Sinclair himself.