#Chapter 109: Start Over

Alexander & Ella Alexander Ella looked like hell. Her dress was torn. Hair windswept. Feet bare. And she smelled like… was that… car oil? Before I could even process what was happening, she turned around and walked right out of the cathedral, leaving me with only one question swirling through my mind: what the fuck? The High Priest was still holding the crown above my head, frozen in place. The entire cathedral was so silent you could hear a pin drop. Everyone had seen her. Everyone was staring at the doors she’d just disappeared through. “Your Majesty?” the High Priest whispered. “Shall we continue?” I looked at Gabriel, who was standing to my right with his face twisted in a scowl. He gave me a sharp shake of his head. A silent warning. I shouldn’t go after her. Not when the coronation was already underway. But Ella had looked... broken. Humiliated. And she was my mate, pregnant with my child. She’d obviously been through something terribl