#Chapter 334 – Underground

Cora picks up the third call and I narrow my eyes at her even though she can’t see me. I can tell she was screening my calls and only picked up because I’d never, ever triple-call her unless something had happened.

“Ella?” I hear her worried voice say, “what’s wrong?”

“Where are you, Cora,” I demand, letting my tone tell her not to fight me.

“What -”

“Where. Are. You.”

“I’m I’m at the clinic -” she says. “What’s happening?”

“We’re sending a car for you at the clinic, now,” I say, glancing at Sinclair, who nods to me to let me know he’s on it. “Get in it immediately, Cora. Don’t speak to anyone else. Don’t ask any questions.”

“Ella,” she hesitates, her voice wavering. “I can’t-

“This is not a request, Cora,” I growl. “They came for him. They tried to take Rafe. We are sending, a car for you, and you are getting in it.”

I hear a sharp intake of breath from her side of the line, and then a moment of hesitation, and then she agrees. “All right,” she says, and I can almost see her nodding anxiously. “Okay. I’ll do it.”

I exhale a deep breath of relief and nod. “Okay. I love you, Cora,” I say, my voice wavering a little.

“I love you too,” she replies, with I don’t know what regret? In her voice?

But before I can ask more, she hangs up.

“The car is five minutes from her,” Sinclair murmurs, squeezing my hand again. “We’ll get her. It

will be fine.”

closing my eyes and resting my head back against the leather of my

word for the rest

into the forest.

down and Sinclair sits up in his seat,

me know that we’ve arrived because really, it

anywhere.

as the car comes to the end of what is basically a dirt trail honestly, the past five minutes have been a very uncomfortable ride and Rafe let us all know that he

at the trees on

And then my mouth drops open as, in front of us, the earth just…opens, sliding upwards like the

I murmur, my eyes going wide as I stare into

cool,” Sinclair corrects, shooting me a little

it’s impressive,” I continue as we drive into the entrance and start to drive down a

little mate,” Sinclair murmurs, turning to the window to hide his smirk, “who ripped someone’s throat out not two hours

I sigh, shaking my head and putting a hand on Rafe, who stops screeching and looks around in wonder at the sudden change of color, “so imagine what I would have done if he

car drives a long way down the tunnel before the passage opens out into a wide space, like a large underground car park. There are

realized that I was waiting for that but, perhaps a little bit of me was expecting another blindside on the ride. It is good, honestly, to be here, underground, where I hope

unbuckle our seatbelts and prepare to get out of the car. The other car pulls up next to us and I see

the move.

all underground?” I ask, looking around.

it,” Sinclair replies, “for safety. Though there are some living quarters that peek out

it safe to use

lift Rafe’s carrier with me as I back out of the cat and shut the door

I follow my mate and our two guards through the entry that leads to the bunker

is

note that the walls, floor, and ceiling of all of them

metal What sparse furniture there is in the rooms

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