“I think that you probablycando ice,” I continue, cocking my head. “Do you remember when, that awful night, the faux priestess froze me to the floor? Well, when mom unlocked my gift, I was able to melt the ice. And that hasnothingto do with healing powers, so,” I give a little shrug, looking up at S
Ella “No more road trips,” I grumble under my breath, trying to rock my little baby in my arms and distract him from the rumbling of the road, “ever again.” “Don’t be so sore about it,” Cora says, moving one of her checkers forward a space. “At least we got the information we were coming for.” “
Sinclair grins and leans forward. “Are they likewise aware, that said sister-in-law ateallof the chocolate chip cookies –“ Cora gasps, appalled. “Unfair!” she says. “This sister-in-law is pregnant!” “Enough!” I groan, especially as Rafe starts to fuss more in Sinclair’s arms. I raise my hands to m
Ella A few days later, after Sinclair and I have had some time to dwell and consult and decide, we invite Roger and Cora over to our little house early one morning. We’re both standing out front waiting for them, Rafe all dressed up in blue and white in my arms. I grin down at my baby, so please
“This is incredible,” Roger agrees, stepping into the room and looking around with what I can only think of as jealousy in his own eyes. I clap a little, jumping up at down as I see them admire the space. “Though I have to admit,” he says, turning back to his brother. “This doesn’t feel asyouas the
Ella “I’m glad we did that,” I say later that afternoon as Sinclair pulls our car around to the front entrance of the palace. “I couldn’t stand to say goodbye to that house if it was to a stranger. Too many memories there.” “I agree,” Sinclair says, parking directly out front in what feels…well, f
“I know,” he says, laughing and reaching for my hand, which I give him. “But I don’t want to…giveyou tasks, or tell me how to help me. I want you to pick your own projects. Your instincts are excellent, Ella. I have my own ideas about how to help the people of this nation, both human and wolf alike.
Ella Our first night in the palace is so strange for me. My two boys are sleeping soundly on either side of me – Sinclair sprawled out over our supersized bed (it’s much bigger than a King – I don’t even know if they have a name for it anymore; we had to make a custom order) and Rafe’s bassinet is