Chapter 146 – Press Conference

Ella

Dominic, I’m scared. I confess, speaking through our bond. It hadn’t been easy to convince him to let me join the press conference, since I’m technically still supposed to be on bed rest. My blood pressure was still too high when we checked it this afternoon, but it remains to be seen whether that’s because of my condition or the stress of the pack finding out about our lies. I’ve been hoping that the preeclampsia was just a side effect of my wolf being trapped, but what good will that do if our lives fall apart the moment she’s freed?

I know, baby. Sinclair purrs, rubbing my back. ButI’ve got you. I’m going to take care of you no matter what happens.

I nuzzle his chest, finding that spot where his scent is the strongest and pressing my nose to it. I breathe in his wonderful scent, taking comfort in his presence and powerful embrace. I know. I tell him, my wolf rising to the surface and taking control of my words, cuz I have the strongest mate in the whole wide world… so handsome, so powerful and caring.

first place. Sinclair is like a ray of sunshine on the darkest day, and that sensation only gets stronger the deeper our connection grows. I am still falling for this man, I realize with surprise. Despite

rugged features. Don’t you realize there is no limit

the sheer force of my appreciation for him, and he doesn’t leave me hanging. I feel it, trouble. Don’t worry. If I were an outsider observing us right now, I’d probably

me with hope and optimism. We can get through this. I decide, taking strength from my pup and his father. I don’t even have to worry about explaining my train of thought to Sinclair, because I’m sure he’s felt every step of my feelings journey through our bond. This press conference is just another bump in the

respond. I can still feel his outpouring of love, but I realize I can’t sense how he’s feeling

want to take down our campaign, we’re not going to make it

hide it from me, we must be in more trouble than I realized. Hugo walks in, his grave expression only increasing my worry.

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poised to write down every word we speak. As far as I know, no one knows why we’ve called this conference, so right now the tension in the room is limited to Sinclair, Hugo and I. My mate’s arm is secured around my waist, his hand splayed over my belly

we haven’t been completely honest about Ella’s past, because

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