The Mystical Attraction of Alpha

Chapter 50

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.

insist. I know how Sinclair works – he gets me within arms reach and the next thing I know I’m being soothed into complacency by his soothing caresses, cozy warmth and gentle purrs. But I’ll be dam ned

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

tell me?” I clarify. “Why, because you didn’t find the right time?

he wasn’t ever going to tell me, though I shouldn’t be surprised. He had every opportunity to share this

bother. I thought we agreed we would be a team from now on? I thought we were supposed to

reach for me. “I just didn’t think this was something you needed

I might be asked questions about this? What if a reporter had asked me about

Sinclair excuses, “I would have told you sooner or later, but I miscalculated. I really wasn’t expecting the Prince to make an appearance tonight, let alone bring it up.

are making all the

anyone else on this sort of thing. Change doesn’t happen overnight.” He frowns. “That’s not a copout, it’s

seem patronizing, it is patronizing.” I correct

He counters sternly. “Patronizing implies superiority. I

the name! I’m just a human and next to shifters we’re primitive, tiny, weak and slow. And on top

us by the Goddess. Yes, we’re more advanced, but not due to our own virtue.” Sinclair continues, still pinning me with his intense stare. “But

me this way. Cora 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 person I am rather than the good looks I lucked into. I feel as though he truly

to that.” I admit shyly, my voice barely

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 to

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