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 won’t leave my side?” I

have my word.” He

feeling

his exam – steps out, leaving me with Sinclair to change clothes before we check out. However Sinclair doesn’t leave,

hoping he’ll pick

knowing

my cheeks going bright pink. “I’m only wearing underwear

what I mean. “Human modesty.” He

and regretting it instantly. A second ago I was equal

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

the big man, I grumble, “fine.” Whipping the gown off over my head, I stomp over to the corner where I left my clothes neatly

go through with it.” He confesses. “But I’m

chin up defiantly. “I don’t back down that easily. You might have seven senses or whatever, but

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

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I ask a few hours later, as I stand in front of a full length mirror in a gown which costs more

the green one.” Sinclair responds thoughtfully, his penetrating gaze running up and down my body as I try

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 spent on

but he only smiles at me. How has our relationship changed so quickly? A couple of days ago he only glared at me,

fortune to the

listened to my advice – or indeed anything I said –

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

suits you,

that matter?” I question

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