A Brotherhood of Wolves

Sinclair

I move quickly through the paperwork that the priestess gives us, half of my attention on Ella and Cora across the room. Rafe isn’t hungry yet I know this for sure, and I know that Ella knows too. He ate on the way here, in the car.

So, what he hell is she up

to?

I hand the paperwork back to the priestess, who gives us a warm smile and tells me she’s looking forward to seeing us on the night of the full moon. Roger and I murmur our polite goodbyes and then we both turn our attention back to the sisters.

“What’s going on over there,” Roger asks, watching them with his arms crossed.

I take a moment to look him over. His body is tense, his brow low with worry. “Why don’t you tell me?” I say quietly, my voice low and a little frustrated.

My brother snaps his head back to me, frowning. “What?”

“Come on, Roger,” I respond, shaking my head. “Don’t pretend they’re not talking about you.”

“Me?!” he says, aghast. “What did I do?” But towards the end of his sentence, his eyes flick to the floor. Guilty.

“What’s even going on with you two?” I ask, sighing, not really wanting to have the conversation but feeling pressed to it now if it’s disrupting our plans for our child’s dedication. It’s an important day – I want it to go smoothly, undisturbed by this drama.

“That’s Ella,” Roger murmurs, shaking his head, “speaking through you. You don’t actually care what’s going on between us.”

has brought this…issue to my attention. More than I would have noticed otherwise. She calls you two…” I sigh, a little embarrassed,

he asks, confused, spinning to me. “What’s

sighing and pressing the bridge of my nose between my thumb and forefinger. “A mix between Cora and

“Codger?!”

that or Rora.”

my god,” he murmurs, putting his forehead in his hand and taking a deep breath. “You

upset. And I thought it was just Ella being Ella until…today. When I see that Cora really is upset. So, did you do

face so that it’s covering his mouth as he, too, looks across the room at this incredible pair of sisters. “I stopped calling her. I regret it, Dominic – I…” he sighs, as if having trouble putting it

understanding, and put a steady hand on his back, letting him know that I’m here. You’ll figure it out,” I say, hoping it’s the right thing.

a little exhausted but

mouth to protest, but I hold up a hand. He shuts

ceremony, Ella is going to kill both of us.

shakes his head, looking over at her. “How is that even a threat?” he

just…not cross her. And do our best to make Cora feel welcome, because if Cora’s not happy then Ella’s

an explosion sound with his mouth,

I respond, nodding.

our private thoughts. But after a

reverie,

away. “We don’t need a

supplies. I glare

“Elominic?”

into

laugh. I just give him a shove, unable to help

I

no, it has to be

that to her

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