Chapter 50 – Ella Demands Answers

Ella

The rest of the evening passes without further drama, but as far as I’m concerned, the night has been a wash. The procession through the city’s old quarter would have been magical at any other time– with the traditions, music and palpable gaiety of all those around us. If I’d been able to focus on anything other than my thoughts, I’m fairly certain I would have fallen in love with the occasion, but I wasn’t able to give the events the attention they deserved.

I’m exhausted by the time we’re finally free to leave, thinking that I’ll certainly need an extra-long nap tomorrow even as I climb into the back of the limo. I’m distracted and grumpy, and when Sinclair slides into the car next to me, I vacate my seat, choosing the one facing him instead.

Sinclair arches a brow, but doesn’t move to stop me. “You’re angry with me.” He assesses simply, eyeing my crossed arms and stiff shoulders.

“What was that all about, Dominic?” I inquire, trying not to get too carried away in my temper.

“What, with the Prince?” He clarifies, as if the answer isn’t completely obvious.

“How did he know I haven’t been marked?” I demand, “And how long have you been aware he knew?”

“You know it would be a lot easier to talk if you were over here.” Sinclair coaxes, patting the seat beside him.

arms reach and the next thing I know I’m being soothed into complacency by his soothing caresses, cozy warmth

you haven’t been marked, but he made it clear he planned on

didn’t find the right time? Or because you didn’t plan

look. I know then he wasn’t ever going to tell me, though I shouldn’t be surprised. He

be a team from now on? I thought we

though it’s taking great restraint not to reach

to publicly defend our relationship?” I question sharply, “that I might be asked questions about this? What if a reporter had

miscalculated. I really wasn’t expecting the Prince to make an

here?” I bite. “You thought, you expected, you believed and you calculated. You are making all the calls, all the decisions and I

admits. “I told you this wouldn’t come easily for me. I’m trying, but I’m not used to consulting anyone else on this sort of thing. Change doesn’t happen overnight.” He frowns. “That’s not a copout, it’s just that my instincts are still to shield you rather than share the burden. I know that

it is patronizing.”

“Patronizing implies superiority. I don’t think

“You’re supernatural – the bias is in the name! I’m just a human and next to shifters we’re primitive, tiny, weak and slow. And on top of all that you’re the wealthiest, most powerful man in the pack. How could you not feel

our society didn’t earn any of it. It was handed to us by the Goddess. Yes, we’re more advanced,

might, but she’s as good as my sister – she has to love me. But I’m certain no other man has ever praised me for such things – or mentioned my positive attributes beyond my beauty. This isn’t even the first time Sinclair has made this kind of speech, making me feel valued for the

to respond to that.” I admit shyly, my voice barely above

with warmth. “You’re a far better person than I am, Ella – and you’re going to have to get used to compliments because I have no intention of letting you continue

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