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

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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.

room and pound down the stairs, looking

at the bottom, a hand raised to take mine. I slip my

leaving his. “Is

and I realize that he doesn’t know he came to get me before he

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

a little moan of relief, sinking against Sinclair as my knees weaken, just a little, as

I can see Roger, turning towards her and saying a few words before they both open their doors

my

too steadying steps backwards at the force of me, but wraps her arms around me nonetheless. “Easy, sis!” she says, still laughing a little.

the baby,” I

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

not meaning it at all, of course –

phones died,” Cora says, shrugging at me. “We

you didn’t have a charger?” I ask,

plan to stay so

cord in

there wasn’t one

have stopped,” I cry, “at a gas station to

into my eyes with her own wide with shock.

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

we just wanted to get here quickly. I’m sorry I

and wiping my angry tears

can’t lose you, Cora. I was

didn’t,” she says, putting a warm arm around me. “I’m sorry, Ella,”

come slowly over to us. “You’re right we should have called, or texted, or sent a

our fault. We were…” she hesitates

at me

I ask, confused, looking between the two of

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

ew!” I shout, shoving her a little. “I’m sitting here, for hours, worried to death, and you’re out there having motel

should try it sometime, Ella,” Roger quips, and when I turn to him I see that he’s smirking at me again. “There’s nothing

good measure and then turning to Cora. “Does this mean – are you two –”

awe.

my little shove and closing the distance

Cora to

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