Ella

I gasp, my hands again flying to my mouth –

His pup his –

“Oh my god,” I murmur, my eyes flashing to Cora’s shocked face

But before I can do anything, say anything else, Roger leaps forward, grabbing Cora hard by the arms. She screams, terrified, and I can see the very real shock and fear on her face as Roger shakes her once, hard.

“How, Cora!” he yells, his eyes wide- so wide I can see the whites all around them –

I gasp, realizing that Roger is completely flipping out – realizing that he’s he’s turning

Sinclair sees it the moment I do and bellows, crossing the room in two steps and grabbing Roger around the waist, tackling him to the floor as Roger’s body changes swiftly, flashing into his wolf form in the blink of an eye. I move to reach for Cora, wanting her by my side, but Sinclair and Roger are between us.

I move, fast, grabbing Rafe’s carrier and dashing along the wall to the back of the room, watching Cora stumble backwards towards it as well. Rafe starts to wail with the shock and the noise of it all, but we reach the back wall at the same time as Cora.

Snarls rip through the air as I take Cora’s hand. As I snap my attention back to our mates I see that they’re both in their wolf forms, snapping at each other, wrestling on the ground, each seeking dominance –

“Oh my god,” Cora murmurs, her hand shaking as she raises it to her mouth, unable to take her eyes away from her mate fighting mine.

“It’s okay,” I assure her, reaching out and taking her hand, hoping that I’m right, “He was just – he was just really freaked out Cora –”

all right. I open my mouth to say something, but my words are drowned out by a mighty roar and

and while I’ve had time to get used to this kind of ferocity as part of my life and my own

the first time she’s experiencing it for

the best moment for her to have this

I do just that. And then I wrap my arms around my sister and

whatever else it

from Roger now, some of the intensity going out of them. All right? I ask

flipped out – it was a purely bodily reaction to the shock, stress,

to pin him down so he could take

it would be. Sinclair tucks his hands into his pockets and nudges Roger’s wolf with his toe. “He’s embarrassed, now,” he says, his voice light. “He knows he’s behaved badly, and he doesn’t

feel Cora lift her head from my shoulder, surprised as she watches Roger’s wolf get to his feet hanging his head

lifting him up into my arms and bobbing him, hoping he

and

face full of grief. “Cora,

murmurs,

steps and takes her

Cora, if I hurt

Rafe in my arms I can feel my heart in

Roger – you

his head, earnest apology written in every line

takes a step back, his hands sliding to Cora’s shoulders as he looks

to her stomach as she likewise looks

breathes and they look up at each other again. “It is I can smell it, can

laughter bubbles out of her shocked, relieved, delighted

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