Chapter 79 – Blackmail

Ella

“I’m very worried about this, Ella.” The doctor pronounces grimly. He’s just taken my blood pressure, and it’s the same high reading we recorded this morning with the home kit. “I know you’re in the middle of a campaign and you’re going through a lot, but you’ve got to find a way to de-stress. If you don’t, we’ll have to put you on bed rest.”

“Bed rest?” I repeat anxiously. “For how long?”

The doctor’s grave face speaks volume, “the duration of your pregnancy.”

Sinclair stiffens beside me, moving the hand at my nape to massage my tense shoulder muscles. “What can we do, other than avoiding high pressure situations?”

“I’m going to prescribe you some medicine that will be safe for you and the baby. Be sure to take it every day, and otherwise just keep up the things we’ve already talked about – healthy eating, regular exercise, activities you find calming or relaxing.” The doctor continues, listing off suggestions. “You can try meditation or breathing exercises, pregnancy yoga is getting very popular. Sticking to a daily routine can really help when things are uncertain and you’re going through all these changes. And Alpha, help her however you can.”

“The instructor at our parenting class advised us not to coddle our mates– is that still good advice given Ella’s risk level?” Sinclair inquires.

“Yes.” The doctor agrees, smashing the small surge of hope I’d felt to pieces. “Human or wolf, your mate needs to feel like you’re in control, especially in cases like this where so much is out of your hands. She needs you to ground her if she starts to spiral – to show her she can rely on you no matter what.”

I can’t see the logic underpinning his words, but I still don’t like it. What’s so wrong with a bit of coddling? I’ve never been coddled in my entire life. As if he can read my thoughts, Sinclair’s warm breath flutters over my neck, “Just remember how much you hated it when I kept you out of the loop, trying to protect you.”

so affectionately that my heart stops beating.“Besides,” He continues indulgently. “Just because I don’t coddle you, doesn’t mean I

we get home, Sinclair tucks me in for a nap and returns to work, making me promise to call on the serv ants if I

I find it very difficult to sleep without Sinclair. I swear he’s becoming like my security blanket – my body won’t relax fully unless he’s with me and my nightmares

baby’s father – he’s going to

he won’t always be in my life in this way. He’s not going to be sleeping with me when he finds his second chance mate – and I have to be able to survive on my own. I

mate at all. The voice suggests, sounding much too

own naivete, get it together, Ella! You can’t start thinking

just opened the door to go downstairs and find an afternoon snack when one of the guards appears at the top of the stairwell. “Luna, there’s a visitor for

my tracks. “Who is it?

says you used to work for her.” He shrugs. “I tried to get her name but she

wouldn’t like the idea of an unidentified woman entering his home. I

dark hair, tan skin – maybe 40?” He lowers his voice to

In fact, she sounds like the heartless woman who fired me so callously after I tried to beg Sinclair for Cora’s job. “No, let her in.

came to apologize, don’t be rude just

room, a hungry gaze on her face. She looks me up and down as I enter, something distinctly spiteful in her open perusal. She speaks

you doing here?” I inquire, no longer feeling any need to play nice. She clearly set the tone of this conversation and though I’m sorely tempted

I could scarcely believe it. I had to come and find out if the rumors

the media firestorm my relationship with Sinclair created clearly didn’t stop with the shifter news. Everyone in the human world thought Sinclair was just a handsome billionaire, and he was still a public figure for all his philanthropic work. I should have realized this might happen – my social circle had been very small before discovering the werewolf world and most of the people from my past wouldn’t have any reason to be suspicious of my relationship with Sinclair. This woman, however, knows exactly how at odds I was with my pup’s father in the

true, you can be leaving.”

and I have much to discuss, Ella.” Her eyes are locked on the curve of my belly. “It’s no wonder you were begging

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