Ella When Sinclair and I come into the conference room hand-in-hand, the baby wrapped up and held in my other arm, my eyes go wide to see everyone waiting there. I want, immediately, to ask if this is a confrontation again – like the last time, when they all gathered first to decide how to tell me
“Yes,” Henry says, watching me from his spot down the table. “I apologize, Ella, if the news comes as a shock. But the connection is too stark for it to be a coincidence. My advice, now that we know – and now that we are closer to having a full force of men – is to move as swiftly as we can, while w
Cora Ella and I work the rest of the morning, me making the big decisions about who needs the most medical care next and taking Rafe from her when she’s working. I watch every time she heals someone, unable to tear my eyes away from it. And while I thought I would be jealous – honestly, my sister
Cora “What?” I ask, laughing a little, thinking that he’s kidding. “What are you talking about?” “Go see your mom,” Roger continues, giving a little shrug. “Like we did with Ella, in the desert. Honestly, I think it was kind of rude of your mom at that moment to focus all on Ella and pretend that
Roger growls again, snapping his teeth at me, and then he presses his lips to mine in a fierce kiss, determined to teach me a lesson. __________________________________ Ella After Sinclair and I take an hour or two alone with Rafe, we part ways so that he can get himself and his troops ready an
Ella Cora and I stand silently in the garage of the bunker, watching our mates pack their cars in preparation for their assault. Rafe is in my arms, fussing unhappily, and Henry has rolled his chair up on Cora’s other side, likewise watching tensely. “It will be finished tonight,” Henry says, nodd
“I think,” Henry says, dipping a hand into the pocket of his wheelchair and coming out with a deck of cards. “That this is a moment that calls for a distraction.” Cora perks up a little. “Nothing says distraction like a couple hands of high-stakes poker,” she quips. I smile at her, knowing that Cor
Ella As the startled men hurry out of the conference room, Henry turns to Cora and I, looking at us with a grim expression as we stare at him in terror. “I have made a grave miscalculation,” he informs us with a steady, regretful nod. “I am sorry, girls – I have failed you –“ “Wha – what?” I gasp