Chapter 161


    Chapter 161 Approaching Sinir


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    When we return to the pce I go straight upstairs to the office Sinir has been using as his war


    room. Of course, there was a war room in his mansion back home too, but that one had been for the


    campaign, this one is only too literal.


    When I walk into the tense space, I find my mate standing over arge diorama of the continent,a to-


    scale model of the territories, terrain and cities of our homnd. Tiny figures are scattered throughout


    the lifelike reproduction, forming armies, groups of civilians, rogues and refugees. A group of warriors


    surround the table supporting the miniature world, listening as Hugo delivers the evenings brief.


    “Our spies report that despite their alliances during the campaign, Damon''s armies have now turned


    against rogue forces in the neutral territories. Apparently his conquest of the united packs isplete


    enough that he''s able to turn his attention to other threats, and he’s not hesitating to do just that.” Hugo


    exins. “


    Any resistance in the packs has gone underground because of his severe crackdown, and more and


    more shifters are attempting to escape. These are mostly those who have reason to fear the Prince


    due to their politics or status in the pack, but others flee for no other reason than the loss of their


    homes and loved ones. The people recognize that any future under Damon’s rule is bound to be bleak,


    so they''re leaving instead.”


    “I can’t believe he’s done so much in so little time.” One of the warriors pipes up. I recognize the man


    as Sinir’s third now that Gabriel is gone, but I can''t quite recall his name. Philip? Phn? Phineas?


    “To your point, Philippe, Damon has moved very quickly. He hasn’t just gone after the Alpha council


    and their betas, he’s been taking out the elders in each pack as well, plus any wolves that might be


    strong enough to make a im for Alpha. He’s eliminated any and allpetition, created a power


    vacuum everywhere but on the throne. It’s nothing new in terms of authoritarianism, but it’s damned


    effective.”


    “Do we know if any of the elders have survived?” Sinir inquires, his handsome face twisted into a


    grimace.


    “If they have then they’re in hiding or attempting to escape.”


    Hugo sighs. “Essentially anyone who might have helped us has gone radio silent out of fear of


    detection, and rightly so.”


    “So basically we’re on our own.” Sinir assesses gravely, “Even if we can dredge up some alliances


    in Vanara, we’re likely going to be going in blind when we return home.”


    I feel a pang of deep sympathy for my mate, one I apparently sent through the bond, because no


    sooner have I processed the feeling than Sinir’s head jerks towards the door, eyes searching. I


    realize he was so focused on the task at hand that he didn’t even realize we’d entered, and I try not to


    feel a sting of hurt. How can I possibly me him for being preupied with all this going on?


    Hiding from me, trouble? His voice sounds in my head, and I immediately understand why he might


    suspect this. I’m standing behind Roger and Gabriel,pletely blocked from view. There’s also a fan


    directly across from us, blowing our scents down the hall rather than allowing them to permeate the


    small space. Of course not. I reply, wishing I could go climb into his arms. We just got back.


    Any doubt I''d felt about my ce among Sinir’s priorities disappears when the meetinges to a


    stand still for our exchange, and the next thing I know his fierce gaze is ordering the men in front of me


    to move so I might pass. I slip between them and try not to blush under the scrutiny of so many wolfish


    eyes, melting into Sinirs side as he tucks me under his arm. I feel calmer at once, filled with his


    warmth and surrounded by his muscr embrace.


    Only once Sinir has turned my face up to kiss me senseless, does the meeting continue. I’m a bit


    surprised that my overprotective mate is allowing me to be part of such a stressful and disturbing


    briefing, but I’m also grateful. I need to know what’s going on for my own peace of mind and so that I


    can support my mate. It’s right that I should be here.


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    I would be lying if I said the details I learned didn’t weigh on me terribly, but soon enough Sinir is


    leading me back to our forest suite, and it’s all I can do to hold my tongue until we’re alone. I have so


    much to tell him about my visit with the refugees, and I can''t wait to take him back to the camp.


    Of course, my mate seems to have little interest in talking when we''re finally alone. Instead he pulls me


    into his arms and ms his mouth to mine with an urgency that frightens and delights me. Goddess I


    missed you, today. He admits in my thoughts. My wolf was furious that I let you go out into the city


    without me.


    Hmm, just think about how furious he’d be if you went gallivanting around Vanara and left me here all


    by my lonesome. I reply saucily, nipping his lower lip with my fangs.


    Sinir growls and delves his tongue between my parted lips, gripping my hips and pressing me into


    his hardness, letting me feel how badly he needs me through physical exertion, as well as our bond.


    Careful little wolf, He warns. If I didn’t know any better I''d think you were trying to manipte me.I arch


    into him, my blood heating to a steady boil as he extracts kiss after kiss from my lips.


    I would never dream of it. I answer, earning an indulgent chuckle from the ravenous predator.


    Impudent mate. A little while ago I nned on convincing Sinir to visit the refugees before climbing


    into my nest for ate afternoon nap, now those things are the farthest things from my mind. All I can


    think about now is joining with my mate, letting our two bodies be one and disappearing into the


    rapture of being imed by this powerful Alpha.


    Sinir is always a fierce lover, but today he seems particrly on edge. I’m not sure if it was the


    meeting or my provocation, but I can tell he needs this even more badly than I do. He strips off my


    clothes right there in the entrance of our rooms, then lifts me into his arms and guides my legs around


    his waist, before pressing my bare back into the door. He''s still fully clothed, but when I reach for the


    buttons of his shirt he merely grumbles and I instinctively retreat.


    There is no forey, no dirty words or teasing. Instead Sinir slips his hand between my legs to make


    sure I’m ready for him, before freeing his cock and driving himself deep. He takes me without restraint,


    fisting his hand in my long hair as he withdraws his full length before mming back into me over and


    over again.


    His feral need is contagious, and soon I’m as wild as he is, rocking my hips up to meet him as he


    closes his teeth around my mark. I cry out when he sinks his fangs in, cresting a wave of pleasure from


    nothing more than his possession. When he spills himself inside me momentster, I find myself


    unraveling once more, uncontrobly clenching and mping around his hard member.


    When Sinir kisses me in the delirious aftermath, I can taste my own blood on his tongue, and I’m


    surprised to find it strangely erotic. Breathing heavily, Sinir pulls me from the wall and carries me to


    my nest, dropping tender kisses to my hair. “Sorry about that trouble. I think I got carried away.”


    “Don’t apologize.” I tell him with a sated smile. “I love it when you get carried away.”


    “Do you now?” He purrs, stroking my hair as he lies back onto the thick bed of pillows.


    “Mhmm,” I sigh, snuggling in as he pulls a nket over us. Only now am I permitted to unbutton his


    shirt so I can feel his bare skin against mine, and press my nose to his chest to breathe in his scent. “It


    makes me feel very powerful... knowing I can make my mate lose control.”


    “Only you, E.” Sinir professes, and I can feel his love for me zing through our bond. “You''re the


    only one that can do this to me.”


    I flush with feminine pride, nuzzling his pec and giving it a nibble.


    “Are you feeling better?” I inquire drowsily. He hadn’t said a word or let me feel his stress, but it’s


    obvious he was struggling.


    Between the grim briefing and my absence, is it any wonder he was so on edge?


    “Much.” He assures me, continuing to purr as he rubs my back. I’m sure he senses how ready I am for


    a nap, but I won’t be discouraged from my mission.


    “You have toe meet the refugees with me tomorrow.” I tell him. “I’ve decided I’m going to go every


    day, and I think it would be really good for you to see them too. To my immense surprise, Sinir goes


    stiff beneath me. “I don’t think that’s a good idea.”


    I rally my strength to lift my head from him chest, “why not?” Sinir frowns deeply, still petting me, but


    he won’t look at me. “I just don’t.” He answers distantly.


    “Dominic, talk to me.” I beg. “Why don''t you want to go?”


    “Because,” he mps his eyes shut, and I feel a rush of annoyance from him, frustration that I’m


    pushing him. I don’t care, if 1 know anything about this stubborn man, it’s that he needs a good push


    every now and then. “Because it’s my fault they’re even here. The Prince didn’t start this war... I did.”