The Mystical Attraction of Alpha

Chapter 333

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.”

my eyes and resting my head

rest of the

into

when the car slows down and Sinclair sits up in his seat, looking around

me know that we’ve arrived because

anywhere.

–

basically a dirt trail honestly, the past five minutes have been a very uncomfortable ride and Rafe let us all know that he was

I ask, looking around at the trees on

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

going wide as I stare

Sinclair corrects, shooting me a little

entrance and start to drive down a steep incline into the earth. “But if you’re

mate,” Sinclair murmurs, turning to the window to hide his smirk, “who ripped someone’s throat out not two hours

in wonder at the sudden change of color, “so

laughs but otherwise we don’t say anything else as the car drives a long way down 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

let out another 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 the ride. It is

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

the move.

all underground?” I ask, looking

Sinclair replies, “for safety. Though there are some living quarters

we deem it safe to use

I lift Rafe’s carrier with me as I back out of the cat

mate and our two guards through the

structure is very military

note that the

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