#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-

moment he sees Hank standing in the doorway to my bedroom, pulling on his shirt. And then Roger turns slowly and looks at me,

are you doing here, Roger?!” I hiss, filling the void that his silence left as I slamming the door shut

snapping out of his shock and turning his attention to me as he blatantly ignores Hank. “It’s a crisis – Ella and Sinclair have been blowing up

hour –”

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

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can’t grasp the whole situation – but there’s something about Rafe, and kidnapping, and a note “Is

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

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mayo!?

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

his impatience, but all it breeds in me is defiance. “Fine!” I shout.” God, Roger, give me ten seconds! Obviously I’m coming!” I rip my arm from his hand and glare at him as I move towards my bedroom door, giving

Hank my phone as I move to my dresser. “Can you give me a summary of Ella’s texts as I get

heart wrenches to think of what my sister is going through as I hurriedly pull on

interrupting one of Hank’s readings. “Seriously!? What’s taking so long! Let’s

fed up with 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

over my cheek and looking into my eyes. “Are you going to be all right? Is there any

his and

of course Roger has wolf hearing and is using it to spy on our

the door, hate in my eyes, but then I nod towards it. “Come

it down,” I hear Roger growl, disgruntled, but I just roll my eyes and pull the

ask, breezing

with me. We pa*s through

I lean down to lock my apartment

replies, and I can hear the smile in his voice even as I concentrate on my keys. “You’ll let me

will “I respond, turning towards him, but suddenly I’m almost yanked off my feet by someone grabbing my hand and tugging me with

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