#Chapter 373 – Betrayer

Roger

“My phone,” Dominic murmurs as I look over his wounds. “Fuck your phone,” I murmur, shaking my head and leaning closer to a deep slice on his stomach that makes me hiss with anxiety.

“Roger,” Dominic snaps, and I look up at him with a frown. “The priest – he said the master had Rafe. Check my fucking phone – Ella will…” his head. 1 falls back, exhausted. But I interpret his meaning. So, I reach for his back pocket. Dominic moans loudly as I turn him a little so that I can get behind him, but eventually I get the phone and flick through it, my face going pale at what I see.

“Shit,” I murmur, flipping through the messages first from our father’s phone and then an unfamiliar number.

“What?” he asks.

“They don’t have Rafe,” I sigh, tucking the phone into my own back pocket. ” The priest was wrong about that. The baby’s still with Ella and Cora. But…” I sigh, and Dominic opens his eyes to look at me, bidding me silently to tell him everything I know. “They attacked the bunker when we left. The girls got out through the passage – they had to leave dad behind. And…Cora’s hurt,” I say, working hard to get the words out steadily. “They went to Hank, to try to patch them up.”

Dominic’s eyes go wide now. “Ella’s gift?”

“Bound,” I say, shaking my head. “I don’t know how-”

“Doesn’t matter,” my brother murmurs, and then to my shock – he curls his body to sit up, almost screaming at the pain it causes him.

shoulders, but he works to

to them,” Dominic says, panting and holding

I hold his eyes and shake my head. “Let me go, Dominic,” I say, shaking my head. “You’re in,” I hesitate, but when I look at the blood seeping from his wounds I know that I’m right. “You’re in bad

at me and I sigh,

arm beneath my brother’s shoulder to help him up. “But if you fall to pieces

as we get him panting to his feet, but I ignore it, seeing Conor coming

Sir,” Conor reports, looking anxiously towards my brother. “No one else here. If the man – Xander if he was here, he’s not

– get the cars close. We need transport, now. You take all the men – injured and healthy – back

us

commands to the men. “That

eyes on the stairs. “Right now, let’s just

Ella

my mind. That we can’t trust Hank. That he’s gotten too close to our family too quickly. That he’s an ambitious, eager man who has

much about my gift and how I could use it? Did

throwing a hand out towards the Priestess, Rafe still crying loudly in one of her arms while she holds one of the empty jugs of holy water with her other hand. “Don’t give

turns to me then, shocked and confused. “What?” he

say, ignoring him, my eyes completely focused on the Priestess before

arms – a noise beyond the normal cries of a disgruntled baby who wants his mother. A very true, very desperate

As if –

himself intuits something

something is

vicious sneer on her face as she

and then falls to the ground,

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