Chapter 10 – Move

3rd Person

Sinclair glared down at the tiny human in front of him. It seemed every time he saw Ella she grew more beautiful, especially since he learned she was carrying his pup. She’d been an enchanting distraction before, now she was almost irresistible. With fair skin, rose gold hair and eyes so amber they almost seemed metallic, he found it hard to believe she was not a wolf herself. However, as delectable as her scent was, she was clearly nothing extraordinary.

“Why did you leave?” Sinclair demanded, scanning his sharp eyes over her body to make sure she was unharmed. His attention lingered on her flat tummy, where his pup safely rested. He could still smell it, hear its tiny heartbeat and feel an inexplicable connection to the miniscule bundle of cells.

“Because I’m not a dog. I don’t sit and stay just because you tell me to.” Ella announced, crossing her arms over her chest.

“I didn’t order you to do anything.” Sinclair argued, baffled by the way his wolf purred in response to her sass.

“And yet you seem displeased that I didn’t sit by and obediently wait for you to come home and dictate more decisions about my future.” Ella quipped, leaning against the doorframe.

“I didn’t dictate anything.” Sinclair argued. “We negotiated fair and square.”

“If that’s what you call fair it’s no wonder you earned your ruthless reputation.” Ella remarked slyly, “I wasn’t in any state to have such an important conversation, let alone make such a momentous decision.”

Sinclair didn’t seem to hear her, instead he’d slipped past her into the apartment. “Is this where you live?”

“Obviously.” Ella rolled her eyes.

head, “This won’t

Ella gaped, “you’ve got some nerve

mother of my pup staying in such poor conditions.” Sinclair decided, “You’ll move into my estate as soon as

took a deep

countered. “The moment you said yes, you handed

didn’t sign anything!” Ella

agreement is enough in werewolf law – the contract was really for you.” Sinclair announced,

why did your note say we needed to finish our conversation, what was there to finish if

me, your prenatal regimen, birth plan, financial arrangements.” Sinclair explained, striding into Ella’s bedroom and pulling open the closet doors. By the time Ella reached him, he was already pulling a suitcase from the

hand. She tugged the large bag so forcefully she almost lost her balance. In fact she was pulling with all her strength and weight, if Sinclair had chosen to release his end of the bag she would certainly topple to the ground. “I never

was circling her nape, applying just enough pressure to freeze her in her tracks, but not enough to hurt. “Listen closely, little human.” He rumbled authoritatively, radiating power. “I appreciate your spirit, but

revolt. No one had ever cared about her enough when she was young to set rules and discipline, so she’d been running wild for as long as she could remember.

smother her whimper, “What are you made of,

unsympathetically, releasing her and stalking to the bed, where he

own on fire.” Ella replied co olly, resisting the urge to rub her aching

worst idea.” Sinclair muttered, glancing at her wardrobe. “If you’re going to live with me, you might

like my things, and I like my apartment.” In truth, this apartment reminded Ella too much of Mike, and she hadn’t picked out any of her furniture or appliances – they were all hand-me downs. Still, she didn’t appreciate the way Sinclair was trying to order her around. There might be an exchange of money or services in their arrangement, but she wasn’t

a profound curiosity. “And how are you going to pay your

and closed helplessly. “That’s not

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