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
“I don’t know about this,” a voice above me says, and I jump a little and then laugh when I see Sinclair standing above us, his arms crossed over his chest in mock anger. “I don’t know if I like the idea of this little guy stealing my best girl’s heart.” I laugh harder, sitting up. “Seriousl
lla As Sarah and Jessica come to sit down at the table, I’m surprised to see Henry take the lead in speaking to them. I get a little cup of coffee for myself, and a bowl of sliced fruit – honestly, I’m going to be too distracted to eat much – and listen interestedly to the start of the conversat
“Well, that was nicely done,” I murmur to Sinclair, peering at Henry who follows Jessica to the back of the room to ensure that she’s settled. “Henry is full of tact,” my mate murmurs back, smiling proudly after his dad. “You should have seen the clever things he did to convince Roger and me to
Ella Cora asks Sarah about her mother in a frank, curious way that I think allows Sarah to straighten her spine and answer impassively, like she’s giving a report to a doctor instead of having to break a hard truth to a queen who will probably break into tears. And I smile a little at the back o
Ella When I finally come out of my bedroom, Rafe strapped to my chest, and hurry through the hallways to the front of the palace where I asked Cora to wait for me, I find her sitting with crossed arms and a frustrated look on her face. “Oh hey, Ella,” she says, smirking at me. “What took you