Chapter 15 – Learn werewolf

Ella

“What!” I exclaim, unable to wrap my head around this idea. “But I’m not ready!”

“You will be.” He promises. “Aileen will keep working with you tomorrow, and then we’ll go shopping so you can look the part. It’s only a meal, no one is going to be quizzing you on werewolf politics.”

“I don’t know.” I fret, “what if I say the wrong thing?”

“I’ll be with you the whole time.” Sinclair vows. “Don’t worry, I won’t let you put your foot in your mouth.”

This does make me feel better, but I’m still woefully far from feeling confident in my ability to pass as a completely different species. “Can’t we wait a little while?” I request anxiously. “I promise I’ll never miss another event, I just need a little more time.”

“Ella, the elections are in three months.” Sinclair says softly. “We don’t have much time to waste. Very few people change their minds at the last moment. My image has been marked with controversy from day one because I don’t have a family.”

“I don’t understand, why is that so controversial if the King is something people vote on. It’s not like having an heir is going to decide the future of succession.”

“Because it’s not about succession. It’s about personal stability. Unmated Alphas are viewed as being more temperamental and aggressive. If I have a mate and a pup however, people will view me as more grounded and cautious.” Sinclair explains.

“Is that true?” I ask, “that unmated alphas are wilder?”

Sinclair grimaces but nods, “To a degree, yes. Some men are more or less aggressive naturally, but it makes a difference when you have someone to take care of – someone who might be harmed if anything happened to you.”

“Okay, so you’re saying it has to be tomorrow?” I surmise, “the sooner you turn your image around, the better.”

“That’s right.” Sinclair agrees. “As long as you’re well enough, I need you there.”

you promise you won’t

have my word.” He

I concur, not feeling half as confident

– steps out, leaving me with Sinclair to change clothes before we check out. However Sinclair doesn’t leave, he stays in the exam room as if he expects me

off, hoping he’ll pick up on my train of thought

asks, a knowing smile on his handsome

you.” I protest, my cheeks going bright pink. “I’m only wearing underwear beneath

exactly what I mean. “Human modesty.” He clucks his tongue and shakes his head. “So

it instantly. A second ago I was equal to Sinclair in height, now he

as they are, why would we hide them?” He questions silkily,

head, I stomp over to the corner where I left my clothes neatly folded. I tug them on quickly, but not so quickly that Sinclair will think I’m embarrassed about being exposed

it.” He confesses. “But I’m sure glad

notch my chin up defiantly. “I don’t back down that easily. You might have seven senses or whatever, but it will take more than that to figure me

only grows as he closes the distance between us, invading my space

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as I stand in front of

thoughtfully, his penetrating gaze running

it seems so extravagant to spend so much on material things. I’m only too aware that orphans are starving in this very city, wouldn’t the money be better

of days ago he only glared at

memory rises, and I recall that he gives at least half his fortune to the less fortunate. “If you still have

or indeed anything I said – with so much attention. It’s

thoughts, I change the subject. “So the green one?” I confirm, knowing precisely the dress to which he’s referring. It’s the same emerald shade as his eyes, and studded with gemstones and rose gold

nods. “It suits you, besides, it covers

should that matter?” I question

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