#Chapter 329 – Missing

Sinclair

“Where is she,” Roger growls, pacing through our living room as Ella sit on the couch feeding

Rafe, watching him anxiously. “I’ve been everywhere looking for her – at the clinic, at her

apartment –”

“You must have just missed her, Roger,” Ella says, as worried as he us but wanting to calm him

down. “She calls me every morning and night to fill me in. It sounds like she’s just super busy at

the clinic it got very overwhelmed when she disappeared with us for a few days.”

“He’s keeping her there,” Roger murmurs suspiciously, his anxiety really doing a number on him.

“She broke up with him, and he pretended to accept it, but he’s keeping her trapped in the clinic

so she’ll agree to give him another shot –”

“You know she’s not doing that, Roger,” I say, leaning against the fireplace mantle and taking a

deep breath. Honestly, I don’t want to be in here handling my brother’s paranoia, but Ella sent me

a little shout down the bond letting me know that she needed some help. He’s been worked up for

days, of course, but really seems to be going off the deep end now. Not that I wouldn’t be too,

honestly, if I was freshly mated to Ella and then she disappeared for five days.

“How do you know,” Roger snaps at me, his eyes flashing with rage.

“Because,” I reply, my wolf responding to the challenge in his voice by raising his hackles. “I

know Cora. She wouldn’t do that. You have to trust her.” I stand up straight, my body language

communicating to Roger that I can take him, and if he needs someone to pin him to the floor, that

I’ll do it. After all, my mate and my infant child are in this room. If he flips out… their safety is my

priority. Not his.

“He’s right, Roger,” Ella says, trying to keep her voice even. “Honestly, she sounds fine, she’s just

really busy. She told me to… tell you she loves you.”

“But why won’t she pick up my calls?” Roger snaps, spinning on her, “why, when I go to the clinic

to see her, is she conveniently not there? Why is she never in her apartment when she says she

is!?”

step forward, interposing my body

mate and my

turn away and stalk to the window, looking for

better not,” I murmur, leaning

Ella sighs, nodding to the baby, who has finished

down for a

nod to her, watching her carry our little boy out of the room, my

When they’re gone, I turn my

you to come back, Roger,” I

fingers into the windowsill and not turning

me for days.

wrong.”

after a long pause, considering. “Did you do

Rodger spits,

a question, Roger,” I say, shrugging and meeting

her question

he shouts.

answer,” I reply with a little shrug. “If you didn’t do anything, then it’s

your only choice is to keep reaching out, and wait for her to come to you when

literally nothing you can do now except

he snarls, turning away

sighing.

and then sling her over your

Roger replies, arrogant and angry. “Obviously that’s what I would

where she was.”

him, putting a hand on his shoulder

than he is, anyway. I can

her, Roger,” I say quietly. “She’ll thank you for it, in the end, if

of suspicion. And in the meantime, let me

harder on this cult problem,” he sighs,

into my

a puzzle,” I say, slipping my arm around his

finish it,

Isn’t that a great

he sighs, shaking his head and covering his eyes with his hand. “But you get maybe

this,” he continues, “before I’m out there looking for

my teeth. Because

for Cora when he’s like this. He’ll completely freak her out,

spooked already. So I turn him, my arm still around his shoulders,

sort through

this, wearing ourselves out

interrogative team together to

the front door to

moving towards the

of the possibilities and my muscles bunch as I sprint to

me as we reach the office door together so that I can get into

case it’s

forcing their way in, a black–robed figure trapped in their arms with a sack over his head. I think several

would never, ever come through the first door if

they barely have

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