“Cora!” Roger shouts, banging on my door, interrupting one of Hank’s readings. “Seriously!? What’s taking so long! Let’s go!” “I’m COMING!” I shout towards the door, 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 sta

“You know I would never hurt you, Ella,” Cora says, her voice as pleading as it is insistent. “Cora,” I say, shaking my head at her, my eyes wide with apology. “You know that I know you have nothing to do with this just…please, let it pass.” “It’s true, Cora,” Sinclair says, peeking out from the o

I see Cora’s eyes start to flicker, though, a little behind her eyelids as the ether takes over and she quickly enters a dreamy half-awake state. I watch her, curious, wondering if I looked the same under Leon’s care. His eyes also on Cora, Roger comes and sits next to me on the bed, wanting to be c

“Oh hey, Ella,” she says, her voice wavering a little bit, afraid. “Cora,” I say, as gently as I can. “You said you don’t remember seeing the man in the black robe after that day…but did you ever see him before?” “Ella,” my sister says, her lip starting to tremble. She turns to me, unseeing, and g

“There now,” he says, kneeling down in front of me, which absurdly brings his head basically eye-level with mine. “You trust me, right?” he asks, and, sniffing, I nod vigorously. “And you know I’d never let anyone hurt or take Rafe, yes? Again, I nod. “Then, sleep, darling,” he says, lifting a ha