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I turn to her, my poor tired sister, and open my arms out, inviting her in for a hug which she happily accepts. “How is Sinclair?” I ask, looking to the corner of the room where her mate naps lightly, Rafe secure in his arms even as he sleeps. Sinclair’s burns were worse than Rogers, but likewise su
Chapter 696
Cora Roger gives a rough, sarcastic little laugh. “Jealousy? Jealousy? Cora, this has nothing to do with jealousy –“ “Then what is it?” I ask, confused. “Honestly, Roger – if it’s not jealousy, then what else is your reason for not wanting Hank here to take over for me, and treat these men w
Chapter 697
And I put my head on my poor wounded mate’s shoulder and let him lead me away to our room. Now, in the cold light of morning, I wake before Sinclair and take a moment to look him over while he’s sleeping. The burns on his body were restricted mostly to the skin that wasn’t covered by clothing, a
Chapter 698
Ella I’m the last one to the conference room – baby stuff – but when I come through the door I’m very surprised to see that it’s just family gathering today. “Where is everyone?” I ask, holding Rafe close to my chest so that he peers over my shoulder. He’s a very curious baby – he likes to l
Chapter 699
“We are,” Henry confirms, drawing my eyes towards him. “But the master,” I say – and as I talk, I know I should just shut up and listen, but I can’t help myself. “Did he mean – did the priest mean the God of Darkness?” “That’s where it gets complicated,” Henry says carefully, speaking slowly
Chapter 700
Ella “D-duke?” I stutter out, completely overwhelmed by the information, my eyes going wide. “There are dukes? And I had – I have an uncle!?” “I’m sorry,” Henry says, and I can see the guilt written all over his face. “I overlooked this – honestly, no one has heard from him in years – and,
Chapter 701
“A longer plan,” I whisper, sitting back against my chair. “To – to reclaim the throne. To keep it…in his family’s line.” And my eyes drift back to Rafe now, cooing gently in his father’s arms. My baby, the grandson of a King. The nephew of a Duke that, perhaps, always wanted to be in charge
Chapter 702
Ella “Um, excuse me,” Roger says, and Sinclair and I – mutually surprised – snap our attention to him. “Obviously,” he says, pointing a slow hand between the air between him and his brother, “the question of why the Sinclair blood was desired is the only one with the clear answer –“ “Oh my god,
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