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

pho-

the moment he sees Hank standing in the doorway to my bedroom, pulling on his shirt. And then Roger turns slowly and looks at me, taking me in from

that his silence left as I slamming the door shut and stalking forward to give him a shove. “You

to me as he blatantly ignores Hank. “It’s a

hour –”

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

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

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close to me and wrapping his hand around my upper arm, “but they need you. It’s

at 1, SIUCkEU. Vildt?

mayo!?

Cora, let’s go – you can ask all

me ten seconds! Obviously I’m coming!” I rip my arm from his hand and glare at him as I move towards

good in a crisis. I hand Hank my phone as I move to my dresser. “Can you give me a summary of Ella’s texts as I get dressed? I can’t do both at once.”

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

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

bothering to tie the laces. Then, I stand up, tucking my hair behind my ears as Hank crosses the room to me and

and looking into my eyes. “Are you

my hand to cover his and shaking my head a little. “Thank

comes again and I realize, suddenly, that of course Roger has wolf hearing and is using it to

the door, hate in my eyes, but then I nod towards it. “Come on,” I say, moving away from Hank. “We’d better get moving before he rips it

it down,” I hear Roger growl, disgruntled, but I just roll my eyes and pull the door

I ask, breezing

ready,” he snarls, walking swiftly to keep up with me. We pass through the door together and then awkwardly wait for Hank to

smile as I lean down to lock my apartment door. “For

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