#Chapter 438- Be Careful, Little Mate

Ella

“I don’t think we’ve met,” Sinclair says, looking Calvin up and down, his voice low and dangerous.

“Not personally, no,” Calvin says, and I watch him, a little surprised to see that he has regained his composure faster than me. He again executes his sharp little bow, showing obeisance to Sinclair, the kind of gesture one Royal gives to another. “I am Prince Calvin, of Atalaxia. And, despite the uncouth gesture that my party made this morning, I hope you will believe me when I say that I am very pleased to be here and eager to build a good relationship between our nations.”

Sinclair raises his eyebrows in surprise, looking for a long moment at the Prince and then down at me, ”

Well,” Sinclair says, his words careful and measured. “It is good to hear you say that. After the events of the morning we were convinced that peace was not a priority for you.”

Clavin sighs and glances over his shoulder, to where the rest of his delegation are speaking quietly with a group of people I don’t know. ” Honestly highness,” he says, his voice low as if he’s seeking not to be overheard, “for many of them? It is not. But I hope that over the next few days I can convince you that you have at least one ally over this border.”

Slowly, Sinclair nods, pulling me closer to his side. “I look forward to being convinced,” my mate says evenly, still studying this strange Prince.

Clavin bows again to both of us, realizing that this interview is over. “A pleasure, your highnesses,” he murmurs, beginning to turn away.

“Ella,” I call – and I surprise myself to hear my name fall from my mouth.

Calvin turns back to us, slow, likewise surprised.

“Please,” I continue, “call me Ella.”

The Prince hesitates for a moment, flicking his eyes to Sinclair, but then he bows to me more deeply than he’s done before. “It will be a pleasure, Ella.”

And then he turns away.

I press myself closer to Sinclair’s side now, a little unnerved.

“What the hell was that,” Sinclair asks, his voice baffled but not at all angry at least not with me. I look up at him, slowly shaking my head. “I honestly don’t know,” I whisper.

I cannot

was…something.

and I find our way to Roger’s side – Cora and Rafe, I smile to see, are already making their way back into the room through the main door – I

hell he is, and what he could possibly want from

chat with delegates from other countries. Honestly, even though all we did was stand around chatting, it feels like

settle my sweet baby in his little crib, giving him a kiss on the

says,shaking his head, “up. Come on.

want,” I mutter, turning

to feel them released. Sinclair, intuiting how good it feels, sits on the edge of the bed and takes one of my feet in his hands,

again,

open an eye and glance at him because honestly, even though I’m exhausted, when

already begins to pool in

it when you make me make

crushing me completely. I take a deep, contented breath and turn onto my back, lifting my hands to pull his tuxedo shirt out of his pants and then slip my palms onto the hot, warm skin

taking a deep breath of my scent before pressing determined kisses to my neck,

letting himself fall to the side and pulling me with him so that I’m pressed warm against him, stomach

to his, wanting to feel him tight against me. “I didn’t even

his head to look at me, ensuring that I see and hear him. “You were perfectly yourself, Ella very charming. No one holds your lack of knowledge against you – they’re aware of your story.

their path lower. “But doesn’t that make me…a bit of a

exhaling deeply when my hands continue

“If you say so, Dominic. You know

a little more. I get his belt undone and begin to start on the button of his pants

was that,” he says, and I look up to sees eyes on me now. “Earlier – with the Atalaxian

my lip, pulling my hands

he asks, frowning, a

“by myself. When we sort of agreed that…we’d give

he?

sigh, shaking my head. “I should have just gone with Cora to change Rafe I was stupid, to

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