The Mystical Attraction of Alpha
Chapter 261

Chapter 261

Chapter 261 – Ella Goes Into the desert

Ella

In the darkness of the back room, Regina instructs us to strip down to our skins and then hands us tworough robes that we pull over our heads, hardly more than bleached potato sacks with cowl necks andlong sleeves.

“Is this part of the ceremony?” I ask, curious and disliking the feel of the fabric on my skin. Honestly,given my choices I’d rather wear the leggings and simple shirt that I arrived in.

Audible Gift Memberships “No,” Regina answers, looking at me evenly, not a hint of emotion on her face. “It will simply keep youcool in the heat of the desert. But your nakedness beneath,” she notes, letting her eyes travel down mysmall body beneath my robe, “that is to honor the goddess. When you perform the ceremony, you mustbe naked before the moon. You can bring nothing with you from your earthly life.”

I run my fingers lightly over the claiming mark between my neck and shoulder, suddenly glad thatwolves don’t do wedding rings. I’m not sure I could leave this memory of my mate behind, even to laymyself bare before the Goddess. My fingers move again to my stomach, and I look down again to theswell of my child.

“Will it matter?” I ask, suddenly looking up at Regina. “That my child is a boy? Like, if there are no boysallowed on this trip

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Regina smiles slightly, coming forward and laying a hand on my cheek. I stop mid–sentence, surprisedto see her express any positive emotion at all.

“While he is within you, he is part of you, and part of the sacred cycle of womanhood. He will be safe,child, have no fear.” Her eyes crinkle a little as her smile deepens. “A boy, then? How wonderful. Ablessing for the kingdom.”

I join her in smiling and give a little nod. A blessing indeed, though I admit I hadn’t really thought abouthis role in the kingdom. But if Sinclair did win this war, then he would be King, and his son…

Well. Questions for another day. My wolf yips within me, somehow sensing in a way that I do not ourneed to get moving.

“The sun is falling,” Regina declares, taking her hand from my face and walking towards another dooron the far side of the room. “It is time to go.” With that, she opens the door wide, revealing the goldendesert beyond. “Let us begin.”

Cora and I give each other a glance and then, together, head through the door.

Cora, Regina, and I walk through the white sands of the desert, which now glow orange in the light ofthe setting sun. It’s an incredible sight, the way the entire landscape seems to take on the nature of thesun, glowing and hot and alive. I look out over it admiringly, wondering if this is the sun putting on a lastshow before the moon takes its place as queen of the night.

I walk at the head of the group. Regina is, technically, our leader, but I’m the one with the soul bond tothe Goddess now, to my mother. I shake my head, still marveling over that fact. I had always wonderedwho my mother was and never, ever, had this possibility come into my mind. As we walk and the suntakes its final dip below the horizon, my hand again drifts to my stomach.

Will it make a difference in my son’s life, having a goddess as a grandmother?

Will he, too, have powers?

And what were mine?

I sigh, knowing that I’ll have answers soon enough, but wanting them now now now so I can get out ofthis scratchy potato sack, away from this place, and back to Sinclair. My wolf gives a restless little stirinside of me, wanting to be with him, in his arms, smelling his delicious scent…

“Ella,” Regina warns, her voice low. “Pay attention.”

I give her a little apologetic grimace and look around, realizing that we’ve reached the crest of a duneand that the desert is spread out below us. Night fell without my noticing and above us, stretching hugeabove the sky, a full moon hangs.

“We are lucky.” Regina murmurs, looking up at it. Cora and I follow her gaze. “The full moon will makethe connection stronger.”

“This is it,” I declare, nodding with certainty. I don’t know how I know, but I know. I feel it, in my bonesand my stomach. Inside me, my wolf turns in a circle and curls up, alert but content. We have reachedthe place we’re supposed to be. I do a little turn, marveling out at the silvery desert spread around us,the shadows of the dunes purple and blue to match the richness of the velvet sky. It’s an incrediblesight. I wonder, passingly, how many have had the chance to see it. For a brief moment, I feel myselfblessed.

“What do we do now?” Cora asks, likewise looking all around. As beautiful as it is, we are in an emptyplace. There is nothing here to with any script regarding what to do next.

“Sit,” Regina instructs, pulling her garment over her head in a single graceful movement and spreadingit out on the ground. Then, she folds her legs beneath her and sits patiently upon it. Wait.”

I wrinkle my nose at the idea of waiting. Though I know this is where I need to be, and my wolf is calminside of me, I still want to be home in his arms

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“Ella,” Regina warns again, giving me a stern look. I frown at her. How did she know what I wasthinking about? “Concentrate.”

I sigh and nod, knowing that I have a job to do. Then, I pull my potato sack over my head and spread iton the stand before sink to my knees on top of it. I place my hands on my thighs, sitting my butt backon my heels. Cora sits down next to me on her own bit of fabric, staring up at the moon, and I close myeyes, slowing my breathing. I’m not really someone who meditates – who has time for that? – but Iknow, somehow, that this is what I need to do.

“Breathe,” Regina instructs, and I start taking deep breaths, letting my mind wind down to its baseststate, trying to clear all my thoughts and make space for the Goddess to do her work.

It takes a minute before I notice a change. But then, slowly, in the darkness of my closed eyes, as if onthe back of my eyelids, a small purple light begins to glow. I barely notice it, register it as strange, untilit begins to pulse lightly and then spread. The growth is slow, just–a minute bit at a time, but,eventually, the purple light takes over the space of my entire internal vision.

And then, I gasp.

Inside my head, my mind, my body, I feel the shuddering warmth of my mother’s love. And it’s anincredible thing, because it’s a love for me, specifically, but also, somehow, a love for everyone. I amfilled with it, with my mother’s ceaseless love, with the love of a mother for her child, with the dedicationof a moon for the earth around which it orbits.

And then, very suddenly, I know. I understand. I have everything I need, inside of me.

When I open my eyes, I see Regina still sitting quietly with her eyes closed. Cora, however, is startingat me dumbfounded.

“Ella,” she whispers. “You’re…you’re glowing.”

I give her a smile and look down at my arms, somehow not surprised to see that I am glowing – orshimmering, or something. With a glorious silver–white light.

“Cool,” I murmur, admiring it. Then, I look back to my sister. “Are you ready to go?”

“Is…is that it?” she asks, hesitant. “Do you know like…what to do?”

I nod, my smile growing. “Yeah, it’s way simpler than I thought it would be.” Then, I push myself to myfeet, shaking out my sack and pulling it again over my head.

I take a few steps towards Cora, then, but a sudden wave of dizziness overtakes me the moment I do.Cora is on her feet in an instant, Regina next to her, and I stumble into Cora’s arms, feeling my breathcome short.

“Oh my god,” I murmur, looking up at Regina. “I feel like…why am I so weak?”

“The ceremony has taxed you,” Regina warns, “you must take care.” Then, she turns to Cora. ” Come,we must get her back to your ship. The time is short.”

With that, Regina stoops under my arm, wrapping it around her shoulder, supporting my weight. Cora,on my other side, does the same. Together, we begin the journey back, and I’m horrified to replace thatevery step is a struggle for me.

Worse, as much as I search for it…I can’t feel my bond to Rafe. Not anywhere.

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