#Chapter 300 – A Brotherhood of Wolves

Sinclair

I move quickly through the paperwork that the priestess gives us, half of my attention on Ella and Cora across the room. Rafe isn’t hungry yet I know this for sure, and I know that Ella knows too. He ate on the way here, in the car.

So, what he hell is she up

to?

I hand the paperwork back to the priestess, who gives us a warm smile and tells me she’s looking forward to seeing us on the night of the full moon. Roger and I murmur our polite goodbyes and then we both turn our attention back to the sisters.

“What’s going on over there,” Roger asks, watching them with his arms crossed.

I take a moment to look him over. His body is tense, his brow low with worry. “Why don’t you tell me?” I say quietly, my voice low and a little frustrated.

My brother snaps his head back to me, frowning. “What?”

“Come on, Roger,” I respond, shaking my head. “Don’t pretend they’re not talking about you.”

“Me?!” he says, aghast. “What did I do?” But towards the end of his sentence, his eyes flick to the floor. Guilty.

“What’s even going on with you two?” I ask, sighing, not really wanting to have the conversation but feeling pressed to it now if it’s disrupting our plans for our child’s dedication. It’s an important day – I want it to go smoothly, undisturbed by this drama.

“That’s Ella,” Roger murmurs, shaking his head, “speaking through you. You don’t actually care what’s going on between us.”

“I do care,” I return, a little offended. “I care, Roger. But yeah…Ella has brought this…issue to my attention. More than I would have noticed otherwise. She calls you two…” I sigh, a little embarra*sed, “Codger.”

“What?” he asks, confused, spinning to me. “What’s Codger?”

“Your couple name,” I say, sighing and pressing the bridge of my nose between my thumb and forefinger. “A mix between Cora and Rodger.”

“Codger?!”

was that

putting his forehead in his hand and taking a deep breath. “You guys talk about it enough that it

the best for both of them. “I think Cora is upset. And I thought it was just Ella being Ella until…today. When I see that Cora

across the room at this incredible pair of sisters. “I stopped calling her.

that I’m here. You’ll figure it

carefully. He looks up at me, a little exhausted but ready to listen.

his mouth to protest, but I hold up a hand. He shuts

is going to kill both of us. Just

little laugh bursts from my brother and he shakes his head, looking over at her. “How is

let’s just…not cross her. And do our best to make Cora feel welcome, because if Cora’s not happy then Ella’s not happy, and if Ella’s

his hand into the air and making an explosion sound with

“Exactly,” I respond, nodding.

looking over at the girls, each thinking our private thoughts. But after a moment, Roger asks

frowning at me. I start out of my reverie, looking at him.

don’t need a couple

supplies. I glare at

“Elominic?”

turns into

I just give him a shove, unable

“Shut up,” I murmur.

it has to be

“Don’t say that to her she’ll love it, she’ll never let

(t

tell her

room, but

Roger, one word and

Ella

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