#Chapter 455- Ella Gets a Note

Ella

I snatch the note out of my mate’s hand, muttering “he’s not my prince,” but no one really acknowledges the words as I tear the envelope open and eagerly read the short letter inside. When I see what it says, my eyebrows arch almost to my hairline.

“What is it?” Cora asks, leaning eagerly forward.

“He wants to…go to dinner,” I say, frowning a little.

“Dinner,” Sinclair says, frowning and sliding his hands into his pockets. ”

Why on earth would he want that? We have three more dinners with the Atalaxians scheduled over the next few nights, he could go to any one of those

“No, Dominic,” I say softly, looking up at him. “The note is only addressed to me.”

My mate goes still as my words, and their implications, sink in. And then his face goes dark.

“Okay!” Roger says in too-cheerful tones, wrapping his hands around Cora’s arms as he stands up, dragging her with him. “Time for us to go! It’s been a pleasure, Dom – we’ll see you later – ”

“What?” Cora gasps, fumbling to her feet and looking between Roger and me. “No, I want to stay!”

“Nope!” he says, moving her hastily for the door. “We’re out of here!”

“Roger, I’m in pajamas – ”

“If you don’t kill anyone, Cora, no one will care what you’re wearing -”

My eyes follow my protesting sister as Roger pulls her from the room, shutting the door behind them. And then my eyes snap up to my mate who glowers silently down at me, the only sounds in the room our little baby happily cooing next to us.

this, Dominic,” I say, my voice stern as I

you did, Ella,” he snaps, his voice a low snarl. But he’s pissed – I can tell by the stiffness of his shoulders, the tense set

to begin with, and he’d never hurt me.

and gather him close to my chest before standing

to do?”

to go. I’m not only eager to make a connection with the only Atalaxian who has even hinted that he might want to build bridges between our nations, but even more

what it is. I want very much to go to this dinner and find out

mate. And he is about ready to tear this man apart for asking me to dinner – especially because Sinclair

thoughts are rushing through his mind as well. But then he looses his breath and wraps an arm around my waist, pulling me

quietly. “I am done taking things into my own hands for now. If you want me to go, and to see what I can do to make a connection with Atalaxia, or if I can

arm tightening, and even though I know he’s upset I can’t help but smile a little. I like it when he’s possessive like this. Warmth coils within me, heating me from the inside

his thumb to my mouth, tracing the line of my lower lip

me think on it,” he

to think about?” I

and cons,” he answers, taking a deep sniff of my scent, apparently relishing it, “of ripping him to shreds for daring to ask you out on a

out laughing here, earning a little smile from my mate. “Dominic,” I say, shaking my head at him, “it’s not a date

didn’t he invite

I say,

Sinclair murmurs, snapping his teeth at me a little, “maybe you should be a little less

with the baby in my arms. “First you tell me that you’d prefer I didn’t kill the enemies, now you’re

to my shoulder and then down my back, “you just stay in bed, all the time? Then no foreign princes will

little pulse of love and desire down our bond. Sinclair growls in response and lowers

kiss deepens and I’m a little frantic suddenly, wondering how to simultaneously get the baby to his crib while continuing to kiss my

mine, even though I’m

can’t,” he sighs, panting a little as

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