Accidental Surrogate

Chapter 312: Reinforcements 

Cora

Hank and I are tangled in the sheets of my bed, talking softly to each other about nothing, when suddenly I hear a pounding on my door – a dangerous, feral, fervent sound.

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“What the hell is that,” Hank gasps, sitting up and whipping his head to look towards the front of

my apartment.

“I–I don’t know “I stutter, fear racing through me. The pounding halts for a moment and we both sit there, frozen, not knowing what to do. Then, suddenly, a voice breaks through the silence.

“Cora!” it shouts, and my jaw drops a little because…well, because I know that voice. “Open the

damn door, Cora!”

“Oh my god,” I murmur, standing up and wrapping my naked body in my sheets – weirdly bashful in this moment. As I do, the pounding starts again.

“Do you know who it is?” Hank asks, hurriedly getting out of bed and pulling his pants on

“Yes,” I breathe, quickly switching the sheets for my robe hanging on the back of my door and

then rushing through the living room. “It’s fucking…”

But Hank, standing at the doorway to my bedroom, sees for himself the moment I pull the door

open.

Roger’s fist is still raised as my door flies open, but he drops it as he glares down at me.

it, Cora,” he growls, storming past me into the apartment, “don’t you ever check your

pho-

shirt. And then Roger turns slowly and looks at me, taking me in from head to toe in my bathrobe. He doesn’t say

slamming the door shut and stalking forward to give him a

growls, snapping out of his shock and turning his attention to me as he blatantly ignores Hank. “It’s a

hour –”

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couch. I dash to it and grab it and see that Roger is right that Ella has been calling

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stutter in fear, my heart suddenly in my throat. I can’t grasp the whole situation – but there’s

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me and wrapping his hand around my upper arm, “but they need you. It’s something about the

SIUCkEU. Vildt?

mayo!?

go – you can ask all of these questions in the car!”

coming!” I rip my arm from his hand and glare at him as I move towards my bedroom door, giving Hank a not–too–gentle nudge back into the bedroom and

my phone as I move to my dresser.

he deems less important. Overall I get the gist and my heart wrenches to think of what my sister is going through as I hurriedly pull on some sporty leggings and a t–shirt. After all that she went through with the pregnancy, I had thought

Roger shouts, banging on my door, interrupting one of Hank’s readings. “Seriously!?

my sneakers, not bothering to tie the laces. Then, I stand up, tucking my hair behind my ears as Hank crosses the room to me and

rubbing his thumb over my cheek and looking into my eyes. “Are

sigh, lifting my hand to cover his and shaking my head a little. “Thank you,

The yell and a single pound comes again and I realize, suddenly, that of course Roger has wolf hearing and is using it

“Come on,” I say,

Roger growl, disgruntled,

ask, breezing past

me. We pass through the door together and then awkwardly

as I lean down to

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