#Chapter 431- Arrival of Old Friends

Ella

Cora comes early the day that the festivities begin – if they can be called that. Because while the atmosphere is supposed to be festive, I know that simmering beneath it is a great deal of political tension that my mate is hoping goes just precisely right.

I throw my arms around my sister the moment I open the door to my bedroom, letting her in. “Thank you thank you thank you!” I cry out, the words all mushing together as one.

“Whoa!” Cora says, catching me and laughing, giving me a hug in return. ” It’s fine, Ella – honestly, where else would I be on a day like this?”

“I don’t know, sleeping?” I say, looking at her with wide eyes. “Its 4 am!”

“True,” she says, giving a little shrug and grinning at me. But then she slips a hand to her belly. “Not like I wasn’t up anyway, though.”

“What?” I gasp, tugging her into the room. Cora is about two full months pregnant now, which isn’t much according to a human pregnancy, but if this is a wolf pregnancy? Then she’s probably just getting into her second trimester.

But…is this her second trimester? With a hybrid baby…

She laughs at me, watching me try to do the math in my head as I stare down at her belly, which is juuuust barely starting to swell.

Which is so, so cute

“Yeah,” she says, giving a little shrug. “The morning sickness is starting to hit hard. I got away with it in my first trimester but,” she sighs. “It mostly hits at night for me too. So, I was already up.”

“Poor sister,” I murmur, looking up into her face and meaning every word of it. I reach for her then, wanting to put a hand on her cheek, but she laughs and pushes it away, which makes me laugh as well. Cora isn’t one for coddling or pity.

can I get you?” I ask, the smile returning to my face. “I’ve heard

nodding firmly. “That

distraction I’ve got,” I say, grabbing her hand and leading

already chaos – clothes and supplies everywhere. Even a

at her as he stands at the mirror, tying his tie for the fourth time.

poufy arm chair next to Rafe’s littleplay pen, smiling down at him and patting his head to say hello. “He is lazy,

shaking his head and reaching for his phone. “I need

luck,” Cora murmurs, accepting the little cup

do on mornings like this. Just throw on a suit! Run a hand through your hair! Gorgeous,

laughs, sipping at her tea, grinning when she detects that I’ve given her something with ginger in it anyway. “Like it’s so hard for you to

tossing his phone back onto a side table

my hands at them. “But we’ve got appointments, Cora – hair, nails, the works.

a smile. “I haven’t been pampered like this in

say, turning and giving her a grin.

show. But tonight? And then the coronation

the man who is going to be you know crowned

side and tugging me close, pressing a kiss to my cheek. I smile when I note that his tie

turning my eyes to the baby, who burbles in

cute, but…you’re looking at him with parents’ eyes. I’m sure people will be

over to the little dresser where we keep Rafe’s things, but before I can pull anything

murmurs, moving away

be!” I sigh, turning to give

short steps up to the dais on

arms and giving me a

and pleased. “It is such a joy to see you we were all so worried when you left. It is a joy to see you again, healthy

during such a large part of my pregnancy. Cora smiles, handing him over willingly, Roger at her side likewise looking eagerly at the Vanaran delegation, which holds so many familiar faces. Henry declined to attend this part of the

taking Rafe from my hands and cradling him in his arms, staring down at him with true joy. Then he laughs, lifting his head to Sinclair at my side, his eyes crinkling with pleasure at the edges. “Well,” he says,

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