#Chapter 462- Rampage
Ella
“Ella,” my mate growls as my tears start to subside a little bit. And I look up at him with a sniff, into his face that is terribly dark with his anger. His whole body is shaking – not trembling like mine was, but honestly shaking as if he’s trying very, very hard to hold himself back.
“You need to tell me, right now,” Sinclair continues, his voice thick with the effort of not bursting from the room and hunting down the Prince, ” what the hell just happened. I need to know whether or not I need to go murder someone.”
A dark little laugh bursts from me at this – at the casual way my gorgeous mate threatens murder – and his growl intensifies because he is perfectly serious. Hastily I shake my head no as I look up at him.
“No, Dominic,” I say, doing my best to pull myself together and stand up straight. “It’s not like that – it’s…” and I sigh, my eyes going wide. “I mean, it’s a lot – but he didn’t do anything really bad.”
To my surprise, Dominic snarls, his head whipping towards the door.
“Dominic, I just said that – ”
“You said not really bad,” he snaps, implying that he did something bad.”
I reach a hand up now and place it on his cheek, something about Sinclair losing his temper allowing me to fortify myself, to pull myself together for both of us. “I’m going to need you to contain all of this,” I say quietly, making him look at me. “Because you are not going to like what I have to say. But you have to hear it.”
“Please, Ella,” he murmurs, dropping his arms from their tight place around me and taking my face in his hands. ” You’re killing me. Please, please tell me what is going on.”
“Not until you promise not to murder anyone,” I say, dead serious.
And he sighs, but then he nods, agreeing to my terms.
And then I take my mate’s hand and I lead him over to the bed. I take a moment just the briefest one peer into my baby’s crib, my heart filling with joy at the sight of my sweet, darling baby boy. I send him a very tiny pulse of happiness and joy down the bond, hoping it gives him sweet dreams, and then I turn to my bed, and I pull back the covers, and I kick off my shoes and climb in fully dressed. to
hell?” Sinclair
bed is…it’s where
as I say, crawling over me to get to his side of the bed and then slipping himself under the covers. I immediately curl up next to him, tucking my
kissing the top of my head, and I smile at the nickname, because it lets me know that he’s in a better emotional place to
do as
the beginning and I don’t hold
connection – how it feels, immediately, like talking to an old friend. And then I tell him about what happened tonight – the glow between us, the spark within me that I’m pretty sure he felt within himself, the very literal energy that passes between
him not only because I’m grateful for him, but also because I think he needs it, needs to feel my body close so that he doesn’t race out of the room
I finally tell him Calvin’s last
says he thinks that
out of bed, his chest heaving, his eyes on the door. His whole body is trembling again, harder now, and he very obviously
to cry in his crib at the sound and I think the insane emotions that are pulsing from Sinclair at this moment, but
I cry, reaching for him, ” don’t
and I see his body start to shift as he loses control, his shoulders hunching, his nails elongating to razor-sharp claws. “Just let this man live after he’s tried to take
“He didn’t -”
sprints for the door. He bashes the handle with
then I’m alone, my jaw hanging open, sitting in bed in my black gown as my baby screams in
as I stare at the open door to the bright
there hunting a Prince, adding more fuel
who still screams with fear and shock and sadness, and I know that there’s absolutely nothing I can
my child, and gather him into my arms and shush him lightly as I move to the door, pushing it shut as best I can with my foot
I need Sinclair with me tonight I need to talk this through with him, and as much as I realize that he’s upset I can’t believe
down at my child, and I stare at his poor crying face, I force myself to slow my breathing and
and Sinclair might be rightly flipping out
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