#Chapter 168 – Sinclair Prepares to Leave
Sinclair
“She’s still mad at you, huh?” Gabriel remarks, glancing pointedly in the direction of my sullen mate.
Ella is curled up on the couch reading the Vanaran history book she risked her precious life to reach last night, and occasionally glancing up to shoot me vengeful glares.
“You can say that again.” I chuckle humorlessly, my wolf reaching out for her through our bond, only to hit a granite wall. The clever minx certainly learned how to shut me out quickly, and though part of me is proud, my wolf is not the least bit amused. Still, as much as I hate the idea, I’m trying to give her some space. I know how mixed up Ella’s emotions have been the last few days, and I realize that’s to be expected between the pregnancy, our exile and her wolf waking – she’s truly been through more than most people could bear lately.
At the same time, I can’t let my desire to spoil the sweet creature sway my judgment. Thus, Ella was beside herself when I refused to change my mind about emb

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