Cora picks up the third call and I narrow my eyes at her even though she can’t see me. I can tell she was screening my calls and only picked up because I’d never, ever triple-call her unless something had happened.

“Ella?” I hear her worried voice say, “what’s wrong?”

“Where are you, Cora,” I demand, letting my tone tell her not to fight me.

“What -”

“Where. Are. You.”

“I’m I’m at the clinic -” she says. “What’s happening?”

“We’re sending a car for you at the clinic, now,” I say, glancing at Sinclair, who nods to me to let me know he’s on it. “Get in it immediately, Cora. Don’t speak to anyone else. Don’t ask any questions.”

“Ella,” she hesitates, her voice wavering. “I can’t-

“This is not a request, Cora,” I growl. “They came for him. They tried to take Rafe. We are sending, a car for you, and you are getting in it.”

I hear a sharp intake of breath from her side of the line, and then a moment of hesitation, and then she agrees. “All right,” she says, and I can almost see her nodding anxiously. “Okay. I’ll do it.”

I exhale a deep breath of relief and nod. “Okay. I love you, Cora,” I say, my voice wavering a little.

“I love you too,” she replies, with I don’t know what regret? In her voice?

But before I can ask more, she hangs up.

“The car is five minutes from her,” Sinclair murmurs, squeezing my hand again. “We’ll get her. It

will be fine.”

eyes and resting my head

no one says another word for the rest of the hour-long ride away from the city

deep into

surprised when the car slows down and Sinclair

we’ve

anywhere.

is basically a dirt trail honestly, the past five minutes have been a very uncomfortable

I ask, looking around

and nods to the driver, who presses a button on the ceiling of the car, one of the buttons usually reserved for a garage door opener. And then my mouth drops open as, in front of us, the earth

my eyes going wide as I stare into it. “That is so

cool,” Sinclair corrects, shooting me

start to drive down a steep incline

Sinclair murmurs, turning to the window to hide

and putting a hand on Rafe, who stops screeching and looks around in wonder at the

tunnel before the passage opens out into a wide space, like a large underground car park. There are a few more cars already down here, but the light layer of dust on them suggests that they haven’t been moved

inhale of breath, feeling suddenly quite safe, if just for the moment. I hadn’t realized that I was waiting for that but, perhaps a little bit of me was expecting another blindside on

and I quickly unbuckle our seatbelts and prepare to get out of the car. The other car pulls

the move.

underground?”

replies, “for safety. Though there

if we deem it safe to use

and I lift Rafe’s carrier with me as I

my mate and our two guards through the

the entire structure is very military

and note that the walls,

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