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 –”

me, scared, but I squeeze her hand, willing her to believe that it’s all right. I open my mouth to say something, but my words are drowned out by a mighty roar and

me, I feel Cora tremble and realize that while she’s lived amongst wolves for a while now – and while I’ve had time to get used to this kind of ferocity as part of

is perhaps the first time she’s

perhaps, it’s not the best moment for

he’s crying, and even though it goes against 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

it

her head at Sinclair, who I see is stepping away from Roger now, some of the intensity going out of them. All right?

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

to pin him down so he could take a second and realize that he’s being an

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. “He’s embarrassed, now,” he says, his voice light. “He knows he’s behaved badly, and he doesn’t want to face you

head from my shoulder, surprised as she watches Roger’s wolf get to his feet hanging his head a little but looking directly at her. Slowly, she uncurls herself from

kneeling down to attend to my own baby boy, lifting him up into my arms

of light, and he’s standing there in

breathes, shaking his head, his face full of grief. “Cora,

murmurs, her hands still

to her in a few steps and takes her

you’re all right? God, Cora, if I hurt you I’d

him, and as I stand with Rafe in my arms

a little shaken, Roger – you scared me

again, shaking his head, earnest apology written in

hands sliding to Cora’s shoulders as he looks

to her stomach as

look up at each other again. “It

laughter bubbles out of

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