#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-

on his shirt. And then Roger turns slowly and looks at me, taking

silence left as I slamming the door shut and stalking forward to give him a

of his shock and turning his attention to me as he blatantly ignores Hank.

hour –”

and see that Roger is right that Ella has been calling me for the past

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my heart suddenly in my throat. I can’t grasp the whole situation – but there’s something about Rafe,

close to me and wrapping his hand around my upper arm, “but they need you. It’s something about the sperm

at 1, SIUCkEU. Vildt?

mayo!?

almost yells. “God, Cora, let’s go – you can ask

God, Roger, give me ten seconds! Obviously I’m coming!” I rip my arm from his hand

him, my stomach warming. At least he’s good in a crisis. I hand Hank my phone as I move to my dresser. “Can

I get the gist and my heart wrenches to think of what my sister is going through as I hurriedly pull on some sporty leggings and a t–shirt. After all that she went through with the pregnancy, I

one of Hank’s

his impatience. “God damn Alpha bullshit…” I mutter as I pull on my sneakers, not bothering to tie the laces. Then, I stand up, tucking my hair behind my ears as Hank crosses the room to me and hands me my phone, lifting one hand

good summary of the messages,” he says softly, rubbing his thumb over my cheek and looking

to cover his and shaking my head a little. “Thank

realize, suddenly, that of course Roger has wolf hearing and is using it to spy on

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

not going to rip it down,” I hear Roger growl, disgruntled, but I just roll my eyes

I ask,

he snarls, walking swiftly to keep up with me. We pa*s through the door together and

giving him a smile as I lean down

I can hear the smile in his voice even as I concentrate on my keys. “You’ll let me know how it goes?”

turning towards him, but suddenly I’m almost yanked off my feet by someone grabbing

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