The Mystical Attraction of Alpha

Chapter 463: Fated Mates

Ella

Dawn lights the horizon when the door creeks open and Sinclair comes back into the room. My eyes go immediately to him from my place sitting up in bed where I’ve spent way, way too many hours alone gazing down at my little baby.

Sinclair pushes the broken door shut and sighs before he raises his eyes to mine. “I’m sorry,” he says, his voice thick with guilt.

“You’d damn well better be,” I murmur to him, because honestly? I’m pissed.

He moves closer to me now and I can see that he’s absolutely exhausted, but my eyes rove over him, looking for blood. Because if he killed Calvin, surely there would be –

“I didn’t kill anyone,” he murmurs with a sigh as he sinks onto the bed next to me, burying his head in his hands. “Though I wanted to, and I would have.”

“He didn’t do anything, Dominic,” I say, my voice determined.

“He did, Ella,” Sinclair snaps, glaring at me. “I get that we’re in uncharted territory here with the possibility of both of us having two fated mates, but honestly? It’s not like there isn’t some precedent. If a couple are chosen mates and one of them meets their fated mate? There’s a protocol to be followed.”

I pause for a moment, a little shocked. “Really?” I ask, curious. “What is it?”

“Well it’s damn well not keep it a secret from everyone and take her out on a romantic date where you touch her face -”

And I can’t help myself from laughing a little at this, a dark, angry little laugh.

He turns to glare at me but I just shake my head. “Dominic, if the man thinks that he’s my fated mate and all he does is touch my face – is that honestly a crime worth his death?”

“Yes,” he growls, completely sincere, “when it’s my mate it sure as hell is.”

“Did you find him?” I ask, because I have a lot I want to say to this man, but I need the details first.

“I did not,” he murmurs.

“Did you try?” I ask, pushing him.

fifteen minutes I did, yes,” he confesses. “And then I came to my senses and realized

you realized that you were

“I was not overreacting

let him know precisely how I feel about this. “And then you just…stayed out all night?

pauses now and I see his shoulders slump

you hunted

to me now. “I don’t regret that, Ella,” he says, his voice low with anger again. “He is

eyes go wide as I realize that he’s dead

what did you do all this time?” I ask, my voice

and…kind of ripped

“What!?”

growls, and I groan

“Was he there?”

an apology too. I frightened him, but I just…

you think I was

worried that you missed something, Ella – I wanted another

nod. “Then what did

do regret leaving you here all alone. I honestly don’t know how I could have stayed, Ella – I’m not…I wasn’t strong enough of a man to find a way to stay at your side when I wanted to tear the world

I know we’re going to get through this, and I understand that he

baffled, and so confused, and I needed him to hold me and talk to me last night – and he

Rafe. “Because

and he nods,

my own instinct to comfort him. When I can’t bear

done?” I ask, my

me, confused.

Can we finally have the conversation that we should have had hours ago? Because I have just been

even though I tried to be tough, the tears come back to my eyes now and my lower lip starts

click as he shifts towards me then, reaching out across the bed and cupping my cheek in his palm. Instantly, wanting his touch, I press my face into his hand. “Yes,” he says quietly, moving now to climb fully

telling him silently to lay down. He does as I say as I sniff back my tears and we

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