#Chapter 442- A Private Chat

Ella

My face falls into stern, cold lines as I see my uncle step forward. He was invited to this party, of course, as part of the delegation – but honestly, after our stern message to the Atalaxians about how he was not welcome, I’m surprised that he was willing to attend.

I look up at Sinclair and follow his hard gaze towards his security team, which nods to him, assuring him that they fully vetted Xander, ensuring that he held no weapons or means of hurting us.

And considering that my mate is a weapon himself and could tear this man to pieces as easily as breathing, I suppose that there’s nothing to worry about either way. Still, I tighten my arms around my child and feel Sinclair bristle behind me, his hackles rising.

Inside me, my wolf has her teeth fully bared, snapping, eager to sink her teeth into this terrible man.

I don’t bother to calm her. Her rage is justified.

Perhaps sensing the effect he has on us, Xander smiles a little smugly and steps forward just one step, giving us a deep bow.

“Your highnesses,” he says, his voice clear and precise. “I come to offer you my congratulations on your ascension to the throne and the naming of your heir. It is…quite an accomplishment.”

darkened by your presence. I’ll ask you to leave now, Xander. You are not welcome here, despite the protection of the Atalaxian government. If you

to Rafe in my arms. “I merely wanted a chance to see the child I arranged to bring

presence?” I snap, riled despite

vicious with his words or to look at me, his eyes still on

two steps forward, interposing myself between myself and Rafe so that Xander forced to look at me.

my voice as cold as ice. ” You

are not my queen,” he hisses, his eyes finally meeting mine, flinty and dark. “I

don’t close my eyes to do it this time, instead allowing the lavender calmness to radiate from me,

touches him, as he feels

it heal, merely seek. And

is, or what country you call home. I can see it within you – the cancer is taking hold,

Xander hisses, taking a frightened step from me. “You are a

rest of your short life, Xander,” I say with a sigh, turning away from him and returning to Sinclair’s side, taking my child back into

cursed

We have celebrations to attend. I’ll tell

he looks between Sinclair and I. “My property – “he growls. “You will

to Sinclair’s guards and nod. Instantly, they come forward and grab Xander by the arms, dragging

my head against his chest. “Are you all right?”

nodding and taking a deep breath. Then I look up at him. ” I’m

up his lips. “You did perfectly, Queen,” he says, running his knuckles down my cheek. “Do you need a

I ask, looking towards the open door to a small balcony nearby. “Just

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