The gift, in its grace, can sense when something is wrong – and it knows how to fix it. I’m really, in all things, just the conduit. But as I put the gift to work, I’m so, so grateful to my mother for letting me be the conduit forthisparticular gift. It’s almost as if she knew it would bring me a pe
Ella “Oh, Ella,” Cora sighs, her shoulders slumping as she sees my reaction to her words. She strides over to me and wraps me in a big hug. “I’m sorry,” she murmurs into my hair, “I shouldn’t have said it like that.” “No,” I sniff, “you’re right – I should have listened –“ “It’s okay. You di
I roll my eyes at myself – ofcourse.What was I thinking, that he was going to come and hang out with me and Sinclair? I wave goodbye to him and wish him a good night’s sleep, considering that I’ll just have to give my own report to Sinclair, even though I figured Conner would handle it. But stil
Ella “Dominic,” I murmur, reaching for him. “No,” he snaps, taking a step away from me and shaking his head. “You’re taking this too far, Ella – I know you want to help, but Icannothave you putting yourself at risk like this!” He sputters for a moment, turning away from me and hanging his he
He’s so handsome, I think, smiling at him over our baby, who rests between us, babbling little nonsense words and grabbing his feet as he rolls around on his back.Why wouldn’t I want to stare at him whenever I can? Perhaps intuiting my line of thinking, my mate smiles back at me and reaches out
Ella I sigh, closing my eyes for a second. “I forgot all about the Atalaxians,” I murmur. “You’ve had a long day,” Sinclair replies, even though that’s not really an excuse. Not for a Queen, who needs to balance it all. I take a moment to collect my thoughts before opening my eyes and l
“Really,” he says, surprised. “What happened?” And then he lets me go, moving to the door to twist the lock and then taking my hand, leading me into the kitchen where I’m sure that there’s some kind of takeout waiting for me. “We went to the refugee camp, the one with the wolves,” I tell him, sm
Cora Roger’s silent for a long time, smirking at me, making me answer. “I make no promises,” I reply after a long moment, shaking my hair back in a lofty way that makes him laugh. “But seriously, what is it?” “Well,” Roger sighs, letting his shoulders drop and looking at me squarely now