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.

of the room and pound down the

I slip my hand into his as I reach him,

“Is it “I

he doesn’t know he came to get me before he

to the front door, which Sinclair throws

relief, sinking against Sinclair as

I can see Roger, turning towards her and saying a few words before

I cry, tears filling my eyes as

laughs, giving me 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, sis!” she says, still laughing a little. “Don’t

the baby,”

this moment, all I care about is that I have my sister back, safe. “Where were you?” I demand, stepping back and wiping at my eyes,

meaning it at all, of course

says, shrugging at me. “We were in the storm for a long time

have a charger?”

plan to stay so

charging cord in

there wasn’t

cry, “at a gas station to buy

into my eyes with

know you were so worried. We were fine. – we are fine!

we just wanted to get here quickly.

a little and wiping my

you, Cora.

around me. “I’m sorry, Ella,”

us. “You’re right we should have called,

fault. We were…” she hesitates here, but Roger finishes for

smugly at me and sinking his hands into

the two of them. “Distracted

Cora blushes –

Blushes?!

My mouth drops open.

at Roger, explains. “The storm was bad – we stopped…at a little motel. Just to weather it out.” She doesn’t say anything else but the

for hours, worried to death,

it sometime, Ella,” Roger quips, and when I turn to him I see that he’s smirking at me again.

say, suddenly realizing the implications of this. “Oh my god,” I repeat, taking a step forward to shove Roger for his comment for good measure and then turning to Cora. “Does

awe.

smoothly, ignoring my little

to take

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