Chapter 329 – Missing

Sinclair

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

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

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

mate and my

Roger growls, forcing himself to turn away and stalk to the window, looking for Cora, hoping she’ll magically appear in the driveway.

murmur, leaning back against

to the baby, who has finished eating. “See if I

down for a nap.”

watching her carry our little boy out of

my attention back to my

back, Roger,” I say, my voice soft.

the windowsill and not turning towards me. “How

when she hasn’t talked to me for days.

wrong.”

long pause, considering. “Did you do

Rodger spits, spinning

Roger,” I say, shrugging and meeting his furious eyes. “Did you do something

her question

he shouts. “I didn’t

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

out, and

you can do

snarls, turning away from

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

and then sling her over your shoulder so you can

“Obviously that’s what I would

where she was.”

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

is, anyway. I can take what he throws at

I say quietly. “She’ll thank you for it, in the end, if you approach

in the meantime,

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

into my advice a

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

“and when you finish it, your reward

a

his eyes with his

I’m out there looking for her

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

for Cora when he’s like this. He’ll completely freak her out, and it

she’s spooked already. So I turn him, my arm still around his shoulders,

the evidence we’ve sorted through a thousand times.

this, wearing ourselves out looking for loopholes

team together to better speculate about the

to the

his feet and moving towards the door, only one person clear on

more wary, more aware of the possibilities and my muscles bunch as I sprint to get

office door together so that

in case it’s

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 being

first door if they didn’t have to

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