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 –”

out by a mighty roar and we both spin our heads back to the wolves

now – and while I’ve had time to get used to this kind of ferocity as part

is perhaps the first

best moment for her

everything in my mother’s heart to put Rafe’s carrier down and ignore him, I do just that. And then I wrap my arms around my sister and let her tuck her face against my shoulder, crying her heart out in fear,

whatever else it is she’s

who I see is stepping away from Roger now, some of the

looking at me with his fierce wolf’s eyes. He flipped out – it was a purely bodily reaction to the shock, stress, and surprise. Fight or flight,

him down so he could take a second and realize

he’s there, that smirk right on his face where I knew it would be. Sinclair tucks his hands into his pockets and nudges Roger’s wolf with his toe.

shoulder, surprised as she watches Roger’s wolf get to his feet hanging his head a little

Roger,” I urge softly, kneeling down to attend to my own baby boy, lifting him up into my

then there’s a flash of light, and

face full of grief. “Cora,

she murmurs,

takes her face in his hands,

if I hurt

in my arms I can feel my heart in my throat to see the love she has for him written plain

Roger –

he whispers again, shaking his head, earnest apology written in every line of him.

back, his hands sliding to Cora’s

she says, her hands going to her stomach

“It is I can smell it, can sense

bubbles out of her

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