“That’s not a change I’m willing to take, Ella.” Sinclair counters firmly. “And even if you are right, I can’t help you through this pregnancy if we’re separated. You’re already high risk, being a prisoner could make your condition even worse and endanger the baby.”
He’s using the baby against me. I realize, admiring his sly strategy. He knows I’ll let myself suffer, but the idea of our pup being harmed… I emit a pitiful moan, hating how right he is. “There has to be another way. Maybe I can escape on my own.” The Prince’s threats ring in my mind, but I’m smart enough not to repeat these things to my mate. I know in my heart that if anyone is going to put themselves at risk, it should be me. The possibility of my baby’s death is too painful to contemplate, and my inner mama bear lashes ou
