Chapter 151 - Sinclair, The Caveman! 1/3

"Good morning, love!"

A male voice greeted Syna's ears, filled with love and genuine affection, which forced her to open her eyes. Does male ghosts pursue female ones? Where the hell she was? 

"G-good morning!"

Totally confused regarding what had happened that led her into bed when she had became a ghost and caught Jade and Sinclair making love in the office cabin, then how she woke up in the bed, on the top of that she had a body now, her own body!

Her body reacted on its own, as if it wasn't under her control rather Syna's emotions were guiding her through, or maybe Sinclair's realization of love was affecting her dream. The bride blushed after seeing Sinclair, eye feasting on her face with a sparkle in his eyes.

"What are you looking at?"

She questioned curiously, every single word she was uttering was solely based on her emotions, when in reality Syna wanted to confront him, scold him but all she was doing under the influence of her unstable emotions was a lovey dovey chat!

"Just thanking God for such a beautiful gift!"

While laying in the bed he toyed with her hair lock, swirling it around his index finger as Sinclair was snuggling closer to her. Syna chuckled at the remark which was a surprise to her too, she was laying with her head on his bicep while her gaze was stitched to his.

"Is that so, Mr CEO?"

She teased him by wrapping her arms around his neck as Syna snuggled closer to him, sure she was playing by his tricks now, Lord Sinclair was going to have a taste of his own medicine.

"Yeah, aren't you? Or you are not satisfied with me?"

He furrowed his eyebrows together while confronting and questioning her, intending to show a fake an angry expression. 

Syna leaned closer as her lips were only some inches away from his, her heartbeat quickened, maybe that is how love corrupts the whole body systems, the lady hushed, snickering and half giggling.

"More than happy, honey!"

Sinclair hovered over her and covered the mere torturous distance between their faces and leaned in, the Lord pecked the corner of her lips as the pores of his fingers gently traced the carving of her beautiful thin lips with a sharp cut. 

"I love you, Syna Rhys. You know I have waited for centuries for my mate."

He placed a kiss on her forehead as Sinclair blurted out the truth of him being an oldie! In the situation of overwhelming emotions Syna did not pay heed to his words, which had many answers for her, most importantly the truth that Syna was not having an affair with the brother of Ghost King rather Sinclair MacLaverty was her mate!

She closed her eyes and savoured the moment, with a naughty smile the bride whispered in his ear with a soft chuckle, responding to his confession. 

"I love you too, Sinclair MacLaverty."

Although she was still unaware of that truth but at the very moment Syna's mind drifted on that thought, the lady was unable to say that because her body was reacting on its own. 

'What if I hadn't escaped from my actual mate? What if he could be better than Sinclair? Aargghh! It is a punishment, I am getting for refusing my actual mate. Fuck! I don't even know who he is, the earlier person was just a mere pawn in the game.'

"Now let me go, you caveman!"

Syna pushed Sinclair by placing her hand on his toned chest muscles, as the lady sat while holding the white duvet upto her bare firm breasts.

"Mhmm."

Sinclair faked a cough knowing that Syna would look behind for sure, as the lady had already gotten up from the bed.

'What the heck Syna, why are you obeying him, he is a jerk. Remember, he is involved in Jade Lombardi but still...what the fuck is going on? How I'm alive and in bed with him?'

Syna did not want to turn on the call of his fake cough but then again her body was not under her control, unknown to the bride, Sinclair MacLaverty had crept into her dreams!

In the actual world outside Syna's dreamland, Lord Sinclair was undergoing a risky experiment of creeping into Syna's dream, so that she could feel his love and trust him. The only flaw of the experiment which was suggested by the royal seer, was every soul in the dream world was supposed to act and react on the basis of their true feelings.

Both the partners were laying close to each other, the Lord holding Syna's hand, as Sinclair had taken his bride to his manor, Elmore was instructed to bring the royal seer to the human Realm as soon as possible, who suggested the solution acknowledging that it was definitely the blood curse, the old man helped his king to sneak into her dreams.

Syna ebbed obediently and saw his naughty expressions, he was holding the duvet tightly as to never let her go. Sinclair's soul was doing all the things with Syna's, having the same emotions which were absolutely true.

"You would not regret calling me your man, Syna! Just put your faith in me, believe in your heart!"

Syna suspected his words, but a part of her knew it was the truth, she wanted to hear. Sinclair quickly crept closer and lifted her face up while a devilish smirk appeared on his lips, the dream started with both of them laying naked after the vigorous exercise but as no one of them remembered anything before the scene of waking up, the Lord had to do that again, apparently it was only Syna's 'innocent fantasies'.

"By the way you are a wild little kitten!"

Don't know why but unknowingly Syna's gaze slid down and she saw red marks of love bites on Sinclair's abdominal V-line. Flushed and embarrassed of her own activity she bit her lower lip and hesitantly looked into his eyes for once. 

'Why the fuck you are reacting so openly and intimately with him, and how did that happen?'