“Demigoddess powers,” I say, scoffing a little. “Don’t be ridiculous, Cora –“ “Well, that’s what they are, Ella,” she says, laughing at me again. “I mean, do you need me to start making it rain to prove my point?” “I’d prefer it if you didn’t,” I say loftily, laughing a little. “But still,”
Ella “You,” I breathe, staring at Sarah in awe as she begins to eagerly nod. But I just shake my head in wonder. “You were the one who warned us – who left us the note that told us that –“ And my eyes instantly snap to Conner, standing a few feet away and watching us warily, Rafe sleeping in
Sarah hesitates again, looking between Cora and I. “You can say no,” I say softly. “Though I very much hope you will trust me and say yes. I…I owe you everything, Sarah.” And then, with her eyes firmly on Rafe, Sarah nods once. Cora stands up immediately, moving forward to the guards, le
Ella Sinclair blinks at me in surprised confusion and then sighs as he speaks honestly. “We’ve prepped an interrogation cell –“ “No,” I snap, pointing a finger up into his face that he immediately swats away. “No,” I continue to insist, taking a step closer and frowning furiously up at him.
When I come out of my closet in a comfortable pair of pajamas, and see Cora likewise cozy in borrowed leggings and a zip-up hoodie, I can’t help but laugh. “What?” she asks, grinning at me as she turns away from Rafe’s bassinet. “I was just so worked up fifteen minutes ago,” I say, shaking m
Ella I’m really sobbing by the time that Cora tells me that her wolf led her to Roger’s wolf, and then to her pup – just ugly crying my little heart out in absolute happiness for my sister, as well as – well, as well as in jealousy. Just a little bit. “Ella!” Cora says, laughing and reachin
“Why not?” Cora breathes, and I jump a little as I feel a tap on my knee. I smile when I look back at my sister, realizing that she kicked me. “Come on, we can be pregnant together. Torture the Sinclair brothers even more than we already do. It’ll be a blast.” “Because,” I reply, taking a deep b
Ella I’m up very early the next morning, my mind instantly on poor Sarah, poor Jessica, somewhere in the palace, probably worried about what on earth is coming next. I slowly pull my body from its warm place at Sinclair’s side, grimacing as I try not to disturb him as much as I can – he’s so