#Chapter 463-Fated Mates

Ella

Dawn lights the horizon when the door creeks open and Sinclair comes back into the room. My eyes go immediately to him from my place sitting up in bed where I’ve spent way, way too many hours alone gazing down at my little baby.

Sinclair pushes the broken door shut and sighs before he raises his eyes to mine. “I’m sorry,” he says, his voice thick with guilt.

“You’d damn well better be,” I murmur to him, because honestly? I’m pissed.

He moves closer to me now and I can see that he’s absolutely exhausted, but my eyes rove over him, looking for blood. Because if he killed Calvin, surely there would be –

“I didn’t kill anyone,” he murmurs with a sigh as he sinks onto the bed next to me, burying his head in his hands. “Though I wanted to, and I would have.”

“He didn’t do anything, Dominic,” I say, my voice determined.

“He did, Ella,” Sinclair snaps, glaring at me. “I get that we’re in uncharted territory here with the possibility of both of us having two fated mates, but honestly? It’s not like there isn’t some precedent. If a couple are chosen mates and one of them meets their fated mate? There’s a protocol to be followed.”

I pause for a moment, a little shocked. “Really?” I ask, curious. “What is it?”

“Well it’s damn well not keep it a secret from everyone and take her out on a romantic date where you touch her face -”

And I can’t help myself from laughing a little at this, a dark, angry little laugh.

He turns to glare at me but I just shake my head. “Dominic, if the man thinks that he’s my fated mate and all he does is touch my face – is that honestly a crime worth his death?”

“Yes,” he growls, completely sincere, “when it’s my mate it sure as hell is.”

“Did you find him?” I ask, because I have a lot I want to say to this man, but I need the details first.

“I did not,” he murmurs.

try?” I ask,

I came to my

you realized that you

“I was not overreacting

my sharp tone let him know precisely how I feel about this. “And then you just…stayed out all night? And left me here, all alone, even

and I see his shoulders slump with guilt. “That’s why I

because you

to me now. “I don’t regret that, Ella,” he says, his voice low with anger again. “He is very lucky I didn’t

as I

did you do all this time?” I

Conner and…kind of ripped his door

“What!?”

smell him on you,” he growls, and I groan because I knew

“Was he there?”

nods. “I…owe him an apology too. I frightened him, but I just… confirmed

you think

glare. “I just worried that you missed something, Ella – I wanted another perspective. All

clench my teeth a little, unhappy, but I nod. “Then what did you do with the

out my energy and my anger. But,” my mate continues, turning to look at me, “I do regret leaving you here all alone.

guilt in every line of him. And my heart wrenches to see it because – I mean, because I know we’re going to get through this, and I understand that he was completely overwhelmed by the idea that I might have another mate, that he

to hold me and talk to me last

sleeping Rafe. “Because this isn’t going to be the only challenge we face, and your only solution can’t be to shift into your wolf and go out to

nods, because he knows

my own instinct to

are you done?” I ask, my voice

to me,

have the conversation that we should have had hours ago? Because I have just been

it, even though I tried to be tough, the tears come back to my eyes now and my lower lip starts to

hear Sinclair’s tongue click as he shifts towards me then, reaching out across the bed and cupping my cheek in his palm. Instantly, wanting his touch, I press my face into his hand. “Yes,” he says quietly, moving now to climb fully into the bed with me. “I am sorry, Ella you’re right. You needed me

I say as I sniff back my tears and we both lay down on our soft mattress, the baby

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