Chapter 42 - Late Night Snack

• Sinclair
• I can hear Ella’s heart racing at a mile a minute, and the baby is starting to become stressed in accordance to his mother. I’m worried too, Ella is small even for a human, and I’m big even for a werewolf, but I don’t believe the Goddess would have chosen her to carry my heir if she couldn’t handle the toll. I need to calm her down quickly.
• I begin to purr, petting her sides in long, soothing strokes. “Easy, little one. It will be alright.”