Ella

I must have misheard him. He can’t truly mean that he wants me to move into his rooms. Does he really think I’m that much of a baby, that I need constant watching?

“But it was only one dream.” I protest, my voice still shaky, “I swear it’s not a big deal.”

Sinclair purrs again, and I feel my insides melting against my will. “Maybe it is, maybe it isn’t. I just want you to sleep easily.” Before I can stop him, he’s lifting me into my arms.

“Sinclair-” He interrupts me with a growl, and I quickly amend myself, “Dominic this really isn’t necessary. I can sleep on my own.”

“I’m sure you can.” He concedes. “But I want you close.”

“And what about what I want?” The words slip out before I can stop them, and Sinclair pauses, looking down at me with an appraising look.

“And what do you want, Ella?” He asks huskily, his deep voice reverberating down my spine.

“I-” I open my mouth to tell him I want to be alone, in my own space and without his intimidating presence. However somehow I can’t make the words come. Why is it that I can’t seem to stop myself from speaking when I don’t want to, then can’t make myself talk when I do? What is this man doing to me?

Sinclair smirks. “You know the problem, don’t you?” He taunts, and I can only shake my head in reply. “You can’t lie to me. The pup is making you more and more like a wolf, and wolves can’t lie to their Alpha’s, not directly at least.”

The breath seems to evaporate from my lungs, I can’t lie to him? My eyes go wide as I realize the implications of this, and I want to protest that such a thing isn’t fair, people are entitled to their secrets! “But you’re not my Alpha.” I finally protest, my voice sounding very small indeed.

Sinclair c0cks a brow. “Aren’t I?” After a beat he continues towards the door, as if this settles the matter. I don’t know why I don’t object further – maybe because he’s clearly made up his mind, maybe because I don’t really want him to change it.

see so many guards waiting outside my room. Had all these men heard me screaming like a baby? Surely

have this many guards posted

the world.” Sinclair responds simply. “You can expect lots of guards to be

the pup. I’m just an afterthought. Will I ever be anything

to know the answer – it’s already painfully obvious: No. In a world of mystically powerful beings like wolves, a human like me could never be anything but an

with my favorite foods. At first the smell of fruit and oatmeal has my stomach growling, but before I can so much as raise a

sprawling, king sized bed. The food which looked so appetizing a moment ago just makes my stomach churn now, but I notice a folded note on the

Ella,

a lot of requests and the reporter promised you would only have to answer questions of which

Yours,

Dominic

interview under cover, pretending to be a completely different person, a completely different species! What kind of questions are they going to ask, what on earth

am I going

suit, feeling very small and out of place. A camera is poised on my face, and I’m trying to

best foot forward. Now I wonder if

to you that many shifters in the Moon Valley Pack and beyond are very curious about you.” He begins obliquely. “With you by his side, the Alpha

might worry some pack members.” I smile gently,

presses. “When did it happen, I’d love to hear the whole

this interview arose. “Well it will be obvious to all those in the know that we aren’t fated, but I can’t help thinking that

my parents cut ties with the Moon Valley before I was even

visit her after making contact, and of course she’s the wife

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