#Chapter 332 - Bunker
Ella
“We have to go,” Sinclair commands, looking at his brother and then at me, both of our eyes trained on him. “To one of the bunkers. Where we’re better prepared for a siege, if need be.”
I don’t know what he means – not entirely – but I just give my mate a single nod, agreeing to his plan, trusting him. Roger nods as well, and I’m sure he knows more about it than I do. Sinclair shifts his gaze to the team standing wide-eyed behind Roger and nods to them. Understanding Sinclair’s command to prepare to move, they turn away, instantly in action.
Roger, however, stays perfectly still. “Cora,” he says, looking into Sinclair’s eyes, his intention perfectly clear. He won’t go without her.
“We’ll find her,” I answer, my voice assured. “She’s coming, Roger. I won’t have it any other way.”
Roger looks between us for a moment, his mouth tightening, and then nods once before turning to leave the room to make his own preparations.
“Ten minutes!” Sinclair calls after him.

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