Accidental Surrogate

Chapter 329: Missing 

Sinclair

“Where is she,” Roger growls, pacing through our living room as Ella sit on the couch feeding

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Rafe, watching him anxiously. “I’ve been everywhere looking for her – at the clinic, at her

apartment –”

“You must have just missed her, Roger,” Ella says, as worried as he us but wanting to calm him

down. “She calls me every morning and night to fill me in. It sounds like she’s just super busy at

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the clinic it got very overwhelmed when she disappeared with us for a few days.”

“He’s keeping her there,” Roger murmurs suspiciously, his anxiety really doing a number on him.

“She broke up with him, and he pretended to accept it, but he’s keeping her trapped in the clinic

so she’ll agree to give him another shot –”

“You know she’s not doing that, Roger,” I say, leaning against the fireplace mantle and taking a

deep breath. Honestly, I don’t want to be in here handling my brother’s paranoia, but Ella sent me

a little shout down the bond letting me know that she needed some help. He’s been worked up for

days, of course, but really seems to be going off the deep end now. Not that I wouldn’t be too,

honestly, if I was freshly mated to Ella and then she disappeared for five days.

“How do you know,” Roger snaps at me, his eyes flashing with rage.

“Because,” I reply, my wolf responding to the challenge in his voice by raising his hackles. “I

know Cora. She wouldn’t do that. You have to trust her.” I stand up straight, my body language

communicating to Roger that I can take him, and if he needs someone to pin him to the floor, that

I’ll do it. After all, my mate and my infant child are in this room. If he flips out… their safety is my

priority. Not his.

“He’s right, Roger,” Ella says, trying to keep her voice even. “Honestly, she sounds fine, she’s just

really busy. She told me to… tell you she loves you.”

“But why won’t she pick up my calls?” Roger snaps, spinning on her, “why, when I go to the clinic

to see her, is she conveniently not there? Why is she never in her apartment when she says she

is!?”

step forward, interposing my body between my

mate and my

stalk to the window, looking for Cora, hoping she’ll magically appear in the driveway. “I’m not going to

not,” I murmur, leaning back

Rafe upstairs,” Ella sighs, nodding to the baby, who has finished

down for a

watching her carry our little boy out

my attention

Roger,” I say, my

he growls, digging his fingers into the windowsill and not turning towards me. “How can

when she hasn’t talked to me for days.

wrong.”

long pause,

Rodger spits, spinning on me.

and meeting his furious eyes.

make her question your

Dominic!” he shouts. “I didn’t do

there’s your answer,” I reply with a little shrug. “If you didn’t do anything, then it’s all

her. And your only choice is to keep reaching out, and wait

can

turning away

don’t like the truth,” I reply, sighing. “Because my answer wasn’t ‘go rip the world

you find her, and then sling her over your shoulder so you can more easily

replies, arrogant and angry. “Obviously that’s

where she was.”

move over to him, putting a hand on his shoulder that makes

move away – I’m bigger than he is, anyway. I can take

Roger,” I say quietly. “She’ll thank you for it, in the end, if you approach this with faith

And in the meantime,

to work harder on this cult problem,” he sighs, closing his eyes

my

think of it as a puzzle,” I say, slipping my arm around his shoulder

squeeze, “and when you finish it, your reward is that

that a

head and covering his eyes with

this,” he continues, “before I’m out there looking

and lying through my teeth. Because there’s no way I’m letting

like this. He’ll completely

arm still around his shoulders, towards the door and

office to sort through the evidence we’ve sorted through a thousand

doing this, wearing ourselves out looking for loopholes that we

calling our interrogative team together to better speculate

the front door to the house slams

instantly on his feet and moving towards the door,

I’m more wary, more aware of the possibilities and my muscles bunch as

pushing behind me as we reach the office door together

just in case it’s a threat

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dark as I see my reconnaissance team forcing their way in, a black–robed figure trapped in their arms with a sack over his head. I think several things at once, the first

the first door

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