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.

“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.

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

pho-

doorway to my bedroom, pulling on his shirt. And then Roger turns slowly and looks at me, taking me in from head to toe

filling the void that his silence left as I slamming the door shut and

it,” Roger growls, snapping out of his shock and turning his attention to me as he blatantly ignores Hank. “It’s a crisis – Ella and Sinclair

hour –”

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

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

now,” Roger growls, moving close to me and wrapping his hand around my upper arm, “but they need you. It’s something

up at 1, SIUCkEU. Vildt? ne

mayo!?

you can ask all of these questions in the

in me is defiance. “Fine!” I shout.” God, Roger, give me ten seconds! Obviously I’m coming!” I rip my arm from his hand and glare at him as I move towards my

warming. At least he’s 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.”

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

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

I mutter as I pull on 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 hands me my

summary of the messages,” he says softly, rubbing his thumb over my cheek and looking into my

and shaking my head a little. “Thank you,

a single pound comes again and I realize, suddenly, that of course Roger has wolf hearing

I nod towards it. “Come on,” I say, moving away from Hank. “We’d better

growl, disgruntled, but I just roll my eyes and pull the door open.

breezing past him.

with me. We pass through the

say, giving him a smile as I lean down to lock my apartment door. “For the food and…the

smile in his voice even as I concentrate on my keys. “You’ll

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