Gabriel doesn’t move. “If I leave you alone here, are you going to try to harm Leon?”
Now there’s a thought. My wolf pipes up. If Gabriel isn’t here then we could get rid of him before King Nosey gets back, and then there wouldn’t be anything to tattle to Dominic about. No body, no crime.
“I don’t know.” I answer, turning my nose up. “Why don’t you try and find out.”
“I’ll send a guard.” The King chooses wisely, giving me a scolding stare.
“Why don’t you have a seat, Ella.” Leon advises, seeming entirely unfazed by my aggression. Then again, I suppose he’s used to shifters’ battling their wolves’ base instincts.
A little while later, I’m stretched out on the couch with one hand on my belly and the other clasped in Henry’s large hand. “Don’t worry, Ella. I’ve got you.” He tells me war
