#Chapter 312 – Reinforcements

Cora

Hank and I are tangled in the sheets of my bed, talking softly to each other about nothing, when suddenly I hear a pounding on my door – a dangerous, feral, fervent sound.

“What the hell is that,” Hank gasps, sitting up and whipping his head to look towards the front of

my apartment.

“I–I don’t know “I stutter, fear racing through me. The pounding halts for a moment and we both sit there, frozen, not knowing what to do. Then, suddenly, a voice breaks through the silence.

“Cora!” it shouts, and my jaw drops a little because…well, because I know that voice. “Open the

damn door, Cora!”

“Oh my god,” I murmur, standing up and wrapping my naked body in my sheets – weirdly bashful in this moment. As I do, the pounding starts again.

“Do you know who it is?” Hank asks, hurriedly getting out of bed and pulling his pants on

“Yes,” I breathe, quickly switching the sheets for my robe hanging on the back of my door and

then rushing through the living room. “It’s fucking…”

But Hank, standing at the doorway to my bedroom, sees for himself the moment I pull the door

open.

Roger’s fist is still raised as my door flies open, but he drops it as he glares down at me.

“God damn it, Cora,” he growls, storming past me into the apartment, “don’t you ever check your

pho-

standing in the doorway to my bedroom, pulling on his shirt. And then Roger turns slowly and looks at me, taking me in from head to toe in my bathrobe. He

as I slamming

attention to me as he blatantly ignores Hank. “It’s a crisis – Ella and Sinclair have

hour –”

then finally spotting my phone, wedged between the pillows of the couch. I dash to it and grab it and see that Roger is right that Ella has been calling me for the past hour, as well as sending

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grasp the whole situation

my upper arm, “but they need

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mayo!?

“God, Cora, let’s go – you can ask

I’m coming!” I rip my

Hank asks, all steady cool and deliberation. I glance at him, my stomach warming. At least he’s good in a crisis. I hand Hank my phone as I move to my dresser. “Can you give me a summary of

less important. Overall I get the gist and my heart wrenches to think of what my

on my door, interrupting one of

his impatience. “God damn Alpha bullshit…” I mutter as I pull on my sneakers, not bothering to tie the laces. Then,

my cheek and looking into

and shaking my head a little. “Thank you, Hank,

The yell and a single pound comes again and I realize, suddenly, that of course Roger has wolf hearing and is using

towards it. “Come on,” I say, moving away

rip it down,” I hear Roger growl, disgruntled,

ask,

me. We pa*s through the door

a smile as I lean down to lock my apartment door. “For the food and…the nice

hear the smile in his voice even as

towards him, but suddenly I’m almost yanked

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