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 –”

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 we both spin our heads back to the wolves to see Sinclair standing over Roger, pinning him down beneath his paws, Sinclair’s mouth open and with all his

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 my life

first time

it’s not the best moment

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

it is

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

he replies instantly, looking at me with his fierce wolf’s eyes. He flipped out – it was a purely bodily reaction to the shock,

could take a second and

that smirk right on his face where I knew it would be. Sinclair tucks his hands into his pockets and nudges

feel Cora lift her 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 me and stands on

kneeling down to attend to my own baby boy, lifting him up into my arms and bobbing him, hoping he settles.

there’s a flash of light, and he’s standing

his face full of grief. “Cora, I’m so

okay,” she murmurs, her hands

to her in a few steps and takes her face in

God, Cora, if

okay,” she stumbles out, laughing a little and looking up at him, and as I stand with Rafe in my arms I can feel my heart in my throat to see the love she

Roger – you scared me

apology written

to Cora’s shoulders as he looks down at

her hands going to her stomach as she likewise looks down at herself. “Is it

at each other again. “It is I can smell it, can sense the bloodline –

laughter bubbles out of her shocked, relieved,

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