Chapter 115 – A New It Couple Emerges

Ella

Tears are streaming down Sinclair’s face as he relives his Mother’s death, and I’m doing my best not to burst into outright sobs. My heart aches for the little boy he once was, and for the burden he obviously still carries today. Hearing this story, I understand that his last conversation with his mother had truly stayed with him over the years, shaping him into the man before me now.

“Afterwards, I learned that she’d gotten Roger out of the house only to realize that I wasn’t there.” Sinclair continues, wiping his eyes. “She ran back in to get me, even though the guards tried to stop her.” Sinclair relates, “So you see, that’s why Roger always blamed me… he wasn’t wrong. If I’d listened to her the first time, if I’d gone outside when she told me to, she would still be alive now.”

“But Pancake wouldn’t.” I remind him thickly.

The corners of his mouth quirk up, “It was almost thirty years ago, baby. Pancake is long gone.”

“You know what I mean.” I chide him. “And your mother understood because you were doing exactly what she was trying to teach you – to protect those more vulnerable than yourself.”

“I know.” He confesses. “I spent years in therapy, just trying to come to terms with the fact that it was her choice. I was a child and couldn’t have understood the danger, and she didn’t have to come after me.”

“But she was your mother, it wasn’t even a question for her.” I murmur, twining my limbs with his so he can feel my solid weight in his arms. “She wanted you to live much more than she cared about her own survival.”

his eyes still distant, as if he hasn’t truly returned to the present. “I understand that, but sometimes I still think that if it wasn’t for me, she never would have needed to make a

I ask softly, running my fingers

was well known that Mom was home with the pups. We were never able to prove it, but we always suspected the attack was political. King Xavier was on the throne then, and my father was his right hand and next in line. All the politics that are playing out today

think it was the King – the current

that it puts a colossal target on your back. And the worse thing is that you’re so hard to kill and people are often so afraid of taking you on directly, that they go after your family instead.” Sinclair shares. “It might not

Xavier is a more likely suspect than the current king – my father was younger and not quite strong enough yet to rule, but it was clear he would be soon. Xavier didn’t have heirs and though he still had

if it was arson then it wasn’t your decision that took your mother, it was Xavier’s, or whoever was responsible.

don’t have to worry, Ella. I’m okay – I forgave myself a long

pull back far enough to look into his emerald eyes. “I can tell you right now, that if it came down to me or Rafe, I

Sinclair tucks my head under his chin, stroking my

I’m supposed to be comforting you.” I complain. Trying

are.” Sinclair lies – the rat. “It

speaking with complete honestly. “You became exactly the man she hoped you would. You never lost sight of what matters

me.”

you remember when we first met, and you still thought I was a

that would have made my mother very

wrong, you owned up to your mistake.” I continue determinedly. “And when you saw I was hurting, your first instinct was to hug me. You didn’t even think about it. I remember being so shocked, because here was this huge, terrifying predator – and you

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