#Chapter 456- Ella Gets a Note

Ella

I snatch the note out of my mate’s hand, muttering “he’s not my prince,” but no one really acknowledges the words as I tear the envelope open and eagerly read the short letter inside. When I see what it says, my eyebrows arch almost to my hairline.

“What is it?” Cora asks, leaning eagerly forward.

“He wants to…go to dinner,” I say, frowning a little.

“Dinner,” Sinclair says, frowning and sliding his hands into his pockets. ”

Why on earth would he want that? We have three more dinners with the Atalaxians scheduled over the next few nights, he could go to any one of those

“No, Dominic,” I say softly, looking up at him. “The note is only addressed to me.”

My mate goes still as my words, and their implications, sink in. And then his face goes dark.

“Okay!” Roger says in too-cheerful tones, wrapping his hands around Cora’s arms as he stands up, dragging her with him. “Time for us to go! It’s been a pleasure, Dom – we’ll see you later – ”

“What?” Cora gasps, fumbling to her feet and looking between Roger and me. “No, I want to stay!”

“Nope!” he says, moving her hastily for the door. “We’re out of here!”

“Roger, I’m in pajamas – ”

“If you don’t kill anyone, Cora, no one will care what you’re wearing -”

My eyes follow my protesting sister as Roger pulls her from the room, shutting the door behind them. And then my eyes snap up to my mate who glowers silently down at me, the only sounds in the room our little baby happily cooing next to us.

this, Dominic,” I say, my voice stern as I

I can tell by the stiffness

to begin with, and he’d never hurt

calmly, I reach for the baby and gather him close

do you want me to do?” I ask,

to myself? I want to go. I’m not only eager to make a connection with the only Atalaxian who has even

Calvin and I and I’m dying to know what it is. I want very much to go to this dinner and find

Sinclair – he’s my mate. And he is about ready to tear this man apart

face, I can tell all of these thoughts are rushing through his mind as well. But then he looses his breath and wraps an arm

out of it that easily. “I am your Queen, Dominic,” I say quietly. “I am done taking things into my own hands for now. If you want me to go, and to see what I can do to make a connection with Atalaxia, or if I can learn anything new from him, I’ll do it. But if you want me to stay?” I shrug. “I’ll

know he’s upset I can’t help but smile a little. I like

mouth, tracing the line of my lower lip with the edge of his

on it,” he

to think about?” I

of my scent, apparently relishing it, “of ripping him to

a little smile from my mate. “Dominic,” I say, shaking my head at him, “it’s not a

why didn’t

to him you get all growly!” I say, laughing.

his teeth at me a little, “maybe you should be a little

my body lines as flush as it can against his with the baby in my arms. “First you tell me that you’d prefer I didn’t kill the enemies, now you’re

about,” he murmurs, moving his hand from my face and slipping it to my shoulder and then down my back, “you just stay in bed, all the time? Then no foreign princes will ever hit on you, and I’ll get a great deal more

for a kiss and sending a little pulse of love and desire down our bond. Sinclair growls

the baby to his crib while continuing to

face from mine, even though

sighs, panting a little

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