#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.

I get you?” I ask, the smile returning to my face. “I’ve heard ginger tea does good

says, nodding firmly. “That will be the

distraction I’ve got,” I say, grabbing her

when she steps inside because even though it’s 4 am? It’s already chaos – clothes and supplies everywhere. Even a little cart with coffee,

the fourth time. He wants to get it

him and patting his head to say hello. “He is lazy, and wanted more

shaking his head and reaching

little

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

at her tea, grinning when she detects that I’ve given her something

a point!” Sinclair calls out, tossing his phone back onto a side table after he finishes texting

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

a smile. “I haven’t been pampered like this in a long time. Plus, the outfits you’ve picked

I say, turning and giving her a grin. “You’re supposed to steal

eyes, “I’m supposed to steal the show. But tonight? And then

I say, pointing to the man who is going to be you know crowned

kiss to my cheek.

baby, who burbles in the playpen, swatting

at him with parents’ eyes. I’m sure

over to the little dresser where we keep Rafe’s things, but before I can pull anything out another knock comes at the door to the

away from

to give Cora

as he mounts the four short steps up to the

catching me in his arms and

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

so my son can meet the King who was so kind to me during such a large part of my pregnancy. Cora smiles, handing him over willingly,

laughs, lifting his head to Sinclair at my side, his eyes crinkling with pleasure at the edges. “Well,” he says, reaching for my mate and giving him a warm hug around the shoulders. “No need to guess who this child’s

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