Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate

Chapter 312 – Reinforcements

Cora

Hank and I are tangled in the sheets of my bed, talking softly to each other about nothing, when suddenly I hear a pounding on my door – a dangerous, feral, fervent sound.

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“What the hell is that,” Hank gasps, sitting up and whipping his head to look towards the front of

my apartment.

“I–I don’t know “I stutter, fear racing through me. The pounding halts for a moment and we both sit there, frozen, not knowing what to do. Then, suddenly, a voice breaks through the silence.

“Cora!” it shouts, and my jaw drops a little because…well, because I know that voice. “Open the

damn door, Cora!”

“Oh my god,” I murmur, standing up and wrapping my naked body in my sheets – weirdly bashful in this moment. As I do, the pounding starts again.

“Do you know who it is?” Hank asks, hurriedly getting out of bed and pulling his pants on

“Yes,” I breathe, quickly switching the sheets for my robe hanging on the back of my door and

then rushing through the living room. “It’s fucking…”

But Hank, standing at the doorway to my bedroom, sees for himself the moment I pull the door

open.

Roger’s fist is still raised as my door flies open, but he drops it as he glares down at me.

“God damn it, Cora,” he growls, storming past me into the apartment, “don’t you ever check your

pho-

moment he sees Hank standing in the doorway to my bedroom, pulling on his shirt. And then Roger turns slowly and looks at me, taking me in from head to

the void that his silence left as I slamming the door shut and stalking forward to give him a

he blatantly ignores Hank. “It’s a crisis – Ella and Sinclair have been blowing up your phone for an

hour –”

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then finally spotting my phone, wedged between the pillows of the couch. I dash to it and grab it and see that Roger is

1. do.

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my heart suddenly in my throat. I can’t grasp the whole situation – but there’s something about Rafe, and kidnapping, and a note

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you. It’s something about the sperm bank, they think they want to talk to you about what

up at 1, SIUCkEU. Vildt? ne spe

mayo!?

almost yells. “God, Cora, let’s go – you can ask all of these questions in the

all it breeds in me is defiance. “Fine!” I shout.” God, Roger, give me ten seconds! Obviously I’m coming!” I rip my arm from his hand

at him, my stomach warming. At least he’s good in a crisis. I hand Hank my phone as I move to my dresser. “Can

to me, skipping through the ones that he deems less important. Overall I get the gist and my heart wrenches to think of what my sister is going through as

my door, interrupting one of Hank’s readings. “Seriously!? What’s taking

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

rubbing his thumb over my cheek and looking into my eyes. “Are you going

I sigh, lifting my hand to cover his and shaking my head a little. “Thank you,

again and I realize, suddenly, that of course Roger

towards it. “Come on,” I say, moving

rip it down,” I hear Roger growl, disgruntled, but I just roll my eyes and pull the door open.

breezing past him.

ready,” he snarls, walking swiftly to keep up with me. We pass through the door together and then awkwardly wait for Hank to catch

as I lean down to lock my apartment door. “For the

voice even as I concentrate on my