Chapter 146 – Press Conference

Ella

Dominic, I’m scared. I confess, speaking through our bond. It hadn’t been easy to convince him to let me join the press conference, since I’m technically still supposed to be on bed rest. My blood pressure was still too high when we checked it this afternoon, but it remains to be seen whether that’s because of my condition or the stress of the pack finding out about our lies. I’ve been hoping that the preeclampsia was just a side effect of my wolf being trapped, but what good will that do if our lives fall apart the moment she’s freed?

I know, baby. Sinclair purrs, rubbing my back. Butl’ve got you. I’m going to take care of you no matter what happens.

I nuzzle his chest, finding that spot where his scent is the strongest and pressing my nose to it. I breathe in his wonderful scent, taking comfort in his presence and powerful embrace. I know. I tell him, my wolf rising to the surface and taking control of my words, cuz I have the strongest mate in the whole wide world… so handsome, so powerful and caring.

Sinclair’s warm chuckle fills my head, and for one blissful moment, I forget why I was upset in the first place. Sinclair is like a ray of sunshine on the darkest day, and that sensation only gets stronger the deeper our connection grows. I am still falling for this man, I realize with surprise.

Despite the fact that I keep thinking I couldn’t possibly fall any deeper in love with him, my heart continues to prove me wrong. It seems like every time I think I’ve reached the bottom of the well, it falls away and introduces me to a new layer of complexity and emotion.

again. I feel myself beginning to blush, but when I look up at him, there’s only profound understanding on his rugged features. Don’t you realize there is no limit – no end to this bond? We’re going to keep falling harder and deeper every day together, and we

leave me hanging. I feel it, trouble. Don’t worry. If I were an outsider observing us right now, I’d probably think we were silly – drunk on our own romance… and maybe we are, but

to worry about explaining my train of thought to Sinclair, because I’m sure he’s felt every step of my

I can’t sense how he’s feeling about the imminent conference. Dominic? I ask hesitantly. Am I wrong? Does he think his campaign won’t be

campaign, we’re not going to make it easy for them… and

unease, despite my faith in my mate. If he’s anxious enough to hide it from me, we must be in more trouble than I realized. Hugo

know, no one knows why we’ve called this conference, so right now the tension in the room is limited to Sinclair, Hugo and I. My mate’s arm is secured around my waist, his

been completely honest about Ella’s past, because the truth is that when we met and fell in love, her wolf was dormant.” Muttering explodes throughout the room, and a number of hands shoot into the air. Still,

that she was surrendered by her parents to a human orphanage here in moon valley when she was just a baby.” The shockwaves Sinclair’s words send throughout the room are visible and visceral, and I recall the details he shared with me about the value of shifter children in their society – the neglect such an act would be. “My incredible mate suffered greatly in the hands of the abusive system, forming her own pseudo pack at a young age, and constantly sacrificing herself to protect

apparently unable to speak about my childhood traumas without offering me affection. For the first time I’m able to feel his wolf’s fury and vicarious pain for the things I went through, and I’m astonished by the scale and severity of his feelings about it all. I can’t help but nuzzle his shoulder, earning myself

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