#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

she says, nodding firmly. “That will

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

it’s 4 am? It’s already

turning and grinning at her as he stands at the mirror, tying his tie for the fourth time. He wants to get it absolutely, perfectly correct. “Thanks for coming early. We’ve got a long day. Did Roger come

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

reaching for

little

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.

phone back onto a side table after he finishes texting

both flatter,” I murmur, giving them both a pleased little glare and flapping my hands at them. “But

she says, giving me a smile. “I haven’t been pampered like this in a long time. Plus,

bride,” I say, turning and giving her a grin. “You’re supposed

steal the show. But tonight? And then the coronation tomorrow? That’s supposed

say, pointing to the man who is

a kiss to my cheek. I smile when I note that his tie is indeed

turning my eyes to the baby, who burbles in the playpen, swatting at

of her tea. “Guys, he’s very cute, but…you’re looking at him with parents’ eyes. I’m sure people will

little dresser where we keep

Sinclair murmurs, moving away from me to answer the

sigh, turning to give Cora

as soon as he mounts the four short steps up to the dais on which Sinclair and I stand, greeting each of the delegations

his arms

is such a joy to see you we were all so

my pregnancy. Cora smiles, handing him over willingly, Roger at her side likewise looking eagerly at the Vanaran delegation,

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 father is. He’s the image of you,

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