#Chapter 330 – Missing

Sinclair

“Where is she,” Roger growls, pacing through our living room as Ella sit on the couch feeding

Rafe, watching him anxiously. “I’ve been everywhere looking for her – at the clinic, at her

apartment –”

“You must have just missed her, Roger,” Ella says, as worried as he us but wanting to calm him

down. “She calls me every morning and night to fill me in. It sounds like she’s just super busy at

the clinic it got very overwhelmed when she disappeared with us for a few days.”

“He’s keeping her there,” Roger murmurs suspiciously, his anxiety really doing a number on him.

“She broke up with him, and he pretended to accept it, but he’s keeping her trapped in the clinic

so she’ll agree to give him another shot –”

“You know she’s not doing that, Roger,” I say, leaning against the fireplace mantle and taking a

deep breath. Honestly, I don’t want to be in here handling my brother’s paranoia, but Ella sent me

a little shout down the bond letting me know that she needed some help. He’s been worked up for

days, of course, but really seems to be going off the deep end now. Not that I wouldn’t be too,

honestly, if I was freshly mated to Ella and then she disappeared for five days.

“How do you know,” Roger snaps at me, his eyes flashing with rage.

“Because,” I reply, my wolf responding to the challenge in his voice by raising his hackles. “I

know Cora. She wouldn’t do that. You have to trust her.” I stand up straight, my body language

communicating to Roger that I can take him, and if he needs someone to pin him to the floor, that

I’ll do it. After all, my mate and my infant child are in this room. If he flips out… their safety is my

priority. Not his.

“He’s right, Roger,” Ella says, trying to keep her voice even. “Honestly, she sounds fine, she’s just

really busy. She told me to… tell you she loves you.”

“But why won’t she pick up my calls?” Roger snaps, spinning on her, “why, when I go to the clinic

to see her, is she conveniently not there? Why is she never in her apartment when she says she

is!?”

I take a step forward, interposing my body between my mate and

and my brother.

window, looking for Cora, hoping she’ll magically appear in the

better not,” I murmur, leaning back against

nodding to the

get him down for a nap.”

little boy out of the room, my heart surging with

When they’re gone, I turn my attention back to

to come back, Roger,” I say, my voice soft. “We need

windowsill and not turning towards me.

me for days.

wrong.”

long pause,

Rodger spits, spinning

I say, shrugging and meeting his furious

question

he shouts. “I didn’t

I reply with a little

choice is to keep reaching out, and wait for her to come

nothing you can do now except be

he snarls, turning away from

the truth,” I reply, sighing. “Because my answer

find her, and then sling her over your shoulder so you

“Obviously that’s what I would

where she was.”

him, putting a hand on his shoulder that makes him

is, anyway. I can

her, Roger,” I say quietly. “She’ll thank you for it,

in the

just want me to work harder on this cult problem,” he sighs, closing his

into my advice a

it as a puzzle,” I say, slipping my arm around his shoulder and giving

little squeeze, “and when you finish it, your reward

that a great

sighs, shaking his head and covering his eyes with his hand. “But you get maybe three

this,” he continues, “before I’m out there looking for her

nodding and lying through my teeth.

Cora when he’s like this. He’ll

she’s spooked already. So I turn him, my arm still around his shoulders, towards

office to sort through the

wearing ourselves out looking for loopholes that

to

the front door to the

the door, only one person clear on his mind

of the possibilities and my muscles

behind me as we reach the office

just in case it’s a threat –

way in, a black–robed figure trapped in their arms with a sack over his head. I think several

ever come through the first

they barely have

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