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Sinclair watched Ella like a hawk as his Words landed. A riot of emotions flashed across her beautiful features, first relief, then happiness and finally worry and confusion. “We didn’t even sleep together.” He continued soberly. “She tried, but apparently I wasn’t interested even drugged.”

“Oh.” The same progression of tangled feelings flitted across Ella’s expression, one which the Alpha understood only too well. He didn’t want a child with Lydia either, and he was beyond relieved he hadn’t actually been intimate with the conniving she-wolf – but there was no denying it would have solved a number of their problems.

So, we’re right back where we started, then.” Ella assessed softly.

“Yes, but I can still try to find another Luna.”

Sinclair assured her. “I know it will take longer now, but it’s better this way. Lydia isn’t the mother

I want for one of my pups, and she’s definitely not the woman I want for my queen.”

“I know.” Ella replied, leaning into his warmth. “I didn’t want her in our lives either, I’m just…overwhelmed.”

“I know,” Sinclair sympathized, tucking her against his broad chest. “Im going to find a way to make it better, Ella. I promise.”

“You better.” She grumbled, snuggling closer and breathing in his scent. As his comforting aroma filled her senses, she closed her eyes and sighed with pleasure, suddenly feeling the strangest compulsion to bite the big wolf. It was almost as if she wanted to mark him again, now that her scent had washed off in the shower – now that she knew Lydia hadn’t succeeded in her efforts to steal him.

Ella nuzzled Sinclair’s pec, nudging his shirt aside and hesitantly parting her lips. She experimentally pressed her teeth into his flesh, but before she could give in to the instinct completely, Sinclair tangled one large fist in her hair and formed a handhold, pulling her head back.

“You bite me, I bite you back, baby.” He purred, looking as though he didn’t have any problem with this idea at all.

and lust, eager to make him do just that. However her well-honed instincts for self-preservation forced down those strange feelings,

her belly. The baby kicked, as if confirming his guilt for

reason returned to her brain. “What did you find

hired by the Prince.” Sinclair explained,

but he also had orders to kill you if he saw an opening to do

walked into the street near

together this information with

“He thought it was

plans?” Ella questioned, any hint of her earlier mischief

the team of rogues the Prince hired for the attack Roger warned us about.” Sinclair

haven’t we heard anything more about that? My

The invitation could come any day now. Of course, now we have a valid excuse to refuse

want people to know I’m

asked, worry obvious in

think it’s our best option. No one will question your absence from the event, and I’ve already increased security here threefold.

but what about

isn’t going to be a

“I exiled her, and if she wants to

town, Lydia

great thìngs, so it hadn’t been hard to convince them to bring her to Moon Valley as a teenager. She’d sidled up to Henry Sinclair’s presumed heir, only to suffer the severe bad luck of choosing the wrong brother –

never going to settle for a second son. Then, when Henry named Dominic his heir instead of Roger, she thought that the Goddess must have been right after all. Lydia dumped Roger and happily gave herself to Dominic, only to suffer one

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