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-

and goes silent, though, the 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

you doing here, Roger?!” I hiss, filling the void that his silence left as I slamming the door shut

blatantly ignores Hank. “It’s a crisis – Ella and Sinclair have been blowing up

hour –”

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between the pillows of the couch. I dash to it and grab it and see that Roger

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

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growls, moving close to me and wrapping his hand around my upper arm, “but they need you. It’s something about the sperm bank, they think they want to talk

SIUCkEU. Vildt?

mayo!?

yells. “God, Cora, let’s go – you can ask all of

I’m coming!” I rip my arm from his

him, my stomach warming. At least he’s good in a crisis. I hand Hank my phone as I move to my dresser. “Can you give me a summary of Ella’s texts as I get dressed? I can’t do both

to think of what

shouts, banging on my door, interrupting one of Hank’s readings. “Seriously!? What’s taking so long! Let’s go!”

damn Alpha bullshit…” I mutter as I pull on my sneakers, not bothering to tie the laces. Then, I stand up, tucking my hair

messages,” he says softly, rubbing his thumb over my cheek and looking into my eyes. “Are you going to be all right? Is there

I sigh, lifting my hand to cover his and shaking my head a

pound comes again and I realize, suddenly, that of course Roger has wolf hearing and is using it to spy on

but then I nod towards it. “Come on,” I say, moving

not going to rip it down,” I hear Roger growl, disgruntled, but I just roll

breezing past

me. We pass through the door together and then awkwardly wait for Hank

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

and I can hear the smile in his voice even as I concentrate on