#Chapter 155 - The Vanaran Capital

Ella

When I walk into breakfast the next morning, I have to try and hide my wince as I sit down. My bottom is sore and stings when it meets the chair, but the bite of pain also sends a pulse of heat through my body, calling up the memories of what came next.

I feel my mate’s eyes on me, and when I look up, Sinclair is watching me with a knowing smirk. He looks so wolfish in this moment that I find myself wondering how I ever thought he was anything but a ruthless predator. Is there a problem, trouble? He asks in my head.

I don’t know what you’re talking about. I sniff, turning my nose up at him.

This earns only a smug chuckle in reply, and I have to fight to hide my blush. "Well you two certainly found each other." The king observes warmly. "You’d think there wasn't anyone else in the room.”

Feeling a spark of inspiration, I jolt, "Oh, your majesty, when did you get here?" The entire table laughs, and Sinclair slides his hand onto my thigh, sending zings of pure affection through our bond.

"Please call me Gabriel, Ella. There are no formalities in my household." The King replies, smiling widely. "How did you sleep last night?"

“Very well." I answer happily, and the steady weight of Sinclair's hand shifts as his fingers begin to trace circles on my inner thigh.

As we continue making small talk he slides his hands even higher, slipping right up my skirt between my legs. No one would ever know from looking at him that he's doing anything under the table, but he can barely smother his hungry growl when he realizes I'm not wearing panties. Going commando, you bad girl?

I didn’t intend to, but when I tried putting on my panties the fabric just irritated my... skin. It’s a struggle even to get the words out. I can feel my skin heating with excitement and embarrassment, shocked by my own daring. I can't believe he's touching me this way with so many people around us, when we could be discovered at any moment.

my clit.

able to smell my desire. Before I can think to reply, the King speaks again, pulling our attention away from one another. "I do hope you’ll join our tour of the city today, now that you're off

when he first offered to take our group around today and show us the capital, assuming that I wouldn’t be able to join. Now I can’t wait. After everything we've been through, we could use some normalcy - even if it's only

to take notes of your favorite things so you can tell me all about them later." He tells me, and I blink in

mean you aren't coming?” I clarify, my wolf whining with unhappiness. He sends back a silent purr, and

frowns. "But I have too much work

is terrible, Dominic. I was just excited to spend the day with you." I reply, giving him my best puppy dog eyes. "When was the last time we got to be out together without

look, baby. I can’t stand it." His hand goes still, retreating from my intimate flesh to rest on my thigh. "Every minute counts here. Every second we waste is another moment the people in the united pack

me last night just before we fell asleep. I’m

too much. You need to take a breather so that you can come back for

his stubborn wolf digging in his heels. "I appreciate what you're both saying, and I can even acknowledge that there's some truth in it. But being able to disconnect is a privilege the Moon Valley wolves

mate." Henry sighs. "At the rate your going you'll run yourself into

and his hands close into fists. "I appreciate

concern then listen, Dorn."

more uneasy I become. Sinclair abruptly slams one of his fists on the table before opening and closing his mouth. In the end he pushes away from the table and storms out

him go," Hugo advises, "He needs to work through this

back at my father in law. "I

shift, he came up to our forest sanctuary to try and satisfy his inner animal, so that he wouldn' be forced to take off on a time consuming run. He looks up when

hips as I glide forward.

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