Chapter 327 – Back to the Real World

Ella

I’m sitting anxiously by Rafe’s basinet, watching him sleep, while my mind wanders impatiently

elsewhere. It’s been twenty–four hours since we heard from Cora and Roger and I feel, just a tiny

little bit, that every passing minute is a knife in my heart.

Where is my sister? I wonder to myself, sighing as I look down at my baby and honestly barely

seeing him. 1

It’s okay, my wolf says to me, rubbing her body warmly against my poor aching heart, nuzzling

me with her snout. Roger will take care of her – I know it. He can’t not.

But what if he couldn’t, I think anxiously, my mind turning inevitably to that freak storm that

they hit – the storm which separated them from their guards, which seemed….just, too precise.

Too convenient. To perfect to be coincidence. What if the cult trapped them? And hurt them both?

I wail, inwardly, my wolf giving in a little and sitting back on her haunches to raise her nose to the

sky and howl a little along with me. She still believes, but she’s overwhelmed, a little, by my

despair, even though inwardly she keeps the faith.

“Ella!” I hear Sinclair shout from downstairs. I jump a little, turning towards the door, but I freeze,

not allowing myself to hope. If it was bad news – he wouldn’t be shouting from downstairs –

But something very urgent could be happening so he can’t come up –

“Ella!” he calls again. “Come down! There’s a car in the drive!”

I gasp, leaning down to quickly scoop Rafe up into my arms. He gives a little half–hearted cry of

protest and I know that I should leave him here to sleep more – but damn it, with the cult out

there looking for him, there’s no way I’m leaving him out of one of his parents‘ sight for an instant.

Not until I know he’s safe.

I dash out of the room and pound down the stairs, looking anxiously into my mate’s face as he

the bottom, a hand raised to take mine. I slip my hand into his as I reach him,

leaving his. “Is it “I

that he doesn’t know he came to get me

so, together, we both stride to the front door, which Sinclair throws

I give a little moan of relief, sinking against Sinclair as

I can see Roger, turning towards her and saying

my eyes as I dash

a big smile as I throw myself at her, tossing my arm around her neck. Cora takes too steadying steps backwards at the force of me, but wraps her arms around me nonetheless. “Easy,

baby,” I mutter, angrily

this moment, all I care about is that I have my sister back, safe. “Where were you?”

all, of course – I

were in the

you didn’t have a charger?” I ask, exasperated.

didn’t plan to stay so

in

wasn’t

have stopped,” I cry, “at a gas station to buy one?!”

looking into my eyes with her own wide

so worried. We were fine. – we are fine! We didn’t want to stop

to get here

sniffing a little and wiping my angry tears of

can’t lose you, Cora.

warm arm around me. “I’m sorry, Ella,” she

“You’re right we should have

hesitates here, but

he says, smirking smugly at me and sinking his hands

ask, confused, looking between the two of them. “Distracted

Cora blushes –

Blushes?!

mouth drops open.

Roger, explains. “The storm was bad – we stopped…at a little motel. Just to

“I’m sitting here, for hours, worried to death, and you’re out

I turn to him I see that he’s smirking

for his comment for good measure and then turning to Cora. “Does this mean – are you

awe.

Roger says smoothly, ignoring my little shove and closing the

and Cora to take her hand.

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