Chapter328:Reconnaissance


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    “As happy as this is,” Sinir says, folding his arms over his chest and looking around at the four of us.


    “And it is happy,” he says, looking at Cora and Roger to let them know that he’s sincere. They nod their


    understanding. “We do still have a problem on our hands,” he says, nodding to Rafe


    in my arms.


    “Yes,” I say, looking eagerly up at Cora. “Henry found out some more about the cult – I’ll tell you


    all about it. It’s…not good,” I say, with a little grimace.


    “Oh,” she says, drawing her brows together. “Okay – yes, I want to hear everything.” I nod, tugging at


    her waist so that she’ll follow me into the house. Sinir and Rogere close behind.


    “Did you find anything else out?” Sinir asks Roger.


    “No,” Roger replies, a little apologetic. “Just what we sent you from the library. Was it useful?”


    “Incredibly,” Sinir confirms, thankful. “But yes, we found out more…”


    ”


    My mate and I take Roger and Cora into the little office and tell them everything, seating Rafe in


    a little swing that we’ve ced there temporarily since we’ve been spending so much time here.


    working on this issue. They’re both as horrified as we were to discover that we likely have


    someone in our midst who is working for the cult, who either has already betrayed us or will soon.


    Though both wrack their minds they, like us, can’te up with a viable candidate for who it is.


    “We need more information,” Sinir growls, thoughtful, as he flips through what paperwork his


    investigators have produced for the case, as if he might find something else there. I nod, agreeing,


    but I look at Cora and see her fading a bit.


    “You haven’t slept, have you?” I ask, concerned.


    She smiles at me, apologetic, but shakes her head. “I’m sorry, E,” she says. “I want to help but I


    think…”


    “Upstairs,” I say, my voice definitive, swatting her on the rear. “Immediately, sleep.”


    “I’ll take her,” Roger says, stepping forward to take Cora by the arm.


    “Noooo,” I say, putting a hand on his chest and shoving him back. Though I’m not actually strong


    enough to stop him, Rogerplies,ughing and falling back a bit. “I said sleep. Not bed.”


    Rogerughs, putting his hands up. “I promise,” he says, “I just want to see my matefortably


    tucked in. All right?”


    “All right,” I say, narrowing my eyes and then giving Cora a peck on her cheek. “We’ll figure it all out


    when you wake up, okay?” I say, giving her a little nudge towards the door.


    “We will,” she agrees, giving me a steady look. “Really, we will.” And then she takes Roger’s hand and


    walks out the door and up the stairs with him.


    I move to Sinir’s side as we watch them disappear form our sight. “I’m so happy,” I say, leaning


    against his chest and sighing contentedly. He wraps his arms around my shoulders, dipping his head to


    give me a kiss on the cheek.


    “Me too,” he says, holding me tight against him. “They’re idiots for not doing it sooner.”


    I don’t say anything for a moment, considering all the things that held them back in the first


    ce. “It’s not going to always be easy for them,” I sigh. “Not like it was for us.”


    “E,” Sinir says, and I can feel him shake his head against the back of my neck. “You almost died


    like, four times since we’ve been together. How is that easy.”


    “Because,” I say, turning in his arms and looking sincerely up at him. “We always had Rafe. And


    once we figured out that we loved each other, and especially that I was a wolf too, then…” I shrug, ”


    at least with us, it was always smooth sailing.”


    “I see what you mean,” he says, looking calmly down into my eyes. “But their love is a big love,


    E,” he says, nodding to me. “Like ours. They’re going to work it out.”


    “I hope so,” I sigh, resting my head against his chest and closing my eyes. “That’s all I want. For


    both of them.”


    The next five days pass with that seeming like a very real possibility. Cora and Roger stay with


    us, partially because I keep making up reasons why they can’t go, and it fills my heart with joy


    every day to see them growing closer. To see the tiny little touches he ces on her back when he


    leans down to say something in her ear, to see the way she turns her face up to him andughs at


    one of his dark, wry little jokes.


    But then, on day six, Cora takes me by the shoulders and gives me a little shake, insisting that


    she must go back to the clinic.


    “Whyyyy,” I whine, tiling my head back on my neck and groaning. “Just stay here with us. We


    need you!”


    ”


    “You don’t need me,” she says, taking her hands back and folding her arms across her chest.


    You’re just trying to keep me in a little love bubble with Roger so that I don’t change my mind or


    something.”


    “Well,” I say, raising my eyebrows at her and giving her a too–innocent smile. “Is it working?”


    Sheughs, shaking her head at me. “I’m not changing my mind, E. I’m in love with him.” I


    squeal a little to hear her say it but she holds a finger up, stopping me. “But I have a life. And a


    boyfriend who I never broke up with. And a job that requires me to actually help people. And I


    have to go deal with all of that! Okay?”


    “Okay,” I mumble, looking petntly down at my shoes. “Did you seriously never break up with


    Hank?” I ask, ncing up at her.


    “No,” she says, raising a guilty hand to her forehead and shading her eyes, embarrassed. “I kind of


    …ghosted him. But I need to be a big girl and go…do it.”


    “Okay,” I say, stepping forward and rubbing her on the arm in what I hope is aforting way.


    Be nice to him, all right? I like Doctor Hank.”


    “I like him too,” she says, shaking her head. “I feel terrible, E. But…I’ve got to go set it right.


    Okay?”


    Rogeres around the corner then from the kitchen, carrying me a little lunch bag that very


    clearly says “To Cora from Roger” on it in ck pen. I smirk when I see it.


    “What is this,” Cora sighs, snatching the brown paper bag from Roger’s hand and giving him a


    little re.


    “Your lunch,” Roger replies, innocent.


    Cora looks into it and then res at him again, shoving the bag at his chest and forcing him to


    take it. “There’s nothing in there except an apple and the sharpie you used to write the message.”


    “What!” Roger protests,ughing. “It’s nutritious, and doctors are always losing their pens.‘


    Cora res at him and crosses her arms. “You’re just trying to make Hank get the message the


    moment I walk in the door instead of letting me do this on my own time.”


    “Um, yeah,” Roger says, as if it’s obvious. I can’t stop theugh that spills out of me at that. “But


    also,” he continues, gesturing towards the bag now in his hands, “an apple! For strength!”


    “Roger,” Cora says,ughing as well and stepping close to him, lining her body tight against his. ”


    You’re sweet, but also a little bit psycho. Can you please let me go do this?”


    “Fine,” he murmurs, smiling as he kisses her hair. “But then I’m not saving this apple for you.


    E will probably devour it, as she does everything else in this house anyway.”


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    “My apple to begin with,” I mutter, snatching the bag from his hand.


    Cora rolls her eyes at both of us and gives Roger a kiss before blowing me one as she heads out


    the door.


    “See you, Cora!” I call after her. “Come back as soon as you can!”


    “I promise,” she calls over her shoulder,ughing. I shut the door behind her with a happy little


    sigh, thinking that I’ll see her that night.


    But five dayster, she still hasn’te back.