#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!?”

a step forward, interposing my body between

mate and

and stalk to the window, looking for

I murmur, leaning

upstairs,” Ella sighs, nodding to the baby, who has finished eating. “See

get him down

little boy out of the room, my

When they’re gone, I turn my attention back to

need you to come back, Roger,” I say, my voice soft. “We need

his fingers into the windowsill and

she hasn’t talked to me for days. And I don’t

wrong.”

say after a long pause,

spits, spinning on

and

her question your

shouts. “I

your answer,” I reply with a little

is to keep reaching out, and wait for her

you can do now except be

he snarls, turning

don’t like the truth,” I reply, sighing. “Because my answer wasn’t

sling her over your shoulder so you can more easily carry her

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

where she was.”

hand on his shoulder that makes him

don’t move away – I’m bigger than he is, anyway. I can take what

for it, in

the meantime, let me

harder on this cult problem,”

my advice

as a puzzle,” I say, slipping my arm around his shoulder and

squeeze, “and when you finish it,

Isn’t that

sighs, shaking his head and covering his eyes with his

of this,” he continues, “before I’m

reply, nodding and lying through my

Cora when he’s like this.

So I turn him, my arm still around

through the evidence we’ve

spend hours doing this, wearing ourselves out looking for loopholes that

to better speculate

to

towards the door,

more wary, more aware of the possibilities and my

office door together so that I can get

just in case it’s

reconnaissance team forcing their way in, a black–robed figure trapped in their arms with a

through the

that they barely have a hold

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