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-

freezes 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

Roger?!” I hiss, filling the void that his silence left as I slamming the door shut and stalking forward to give him a shove. “You scared

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

hour –”

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– and then finally spotting my phone, wedged between the pillows of the couch. I dash to it and grab it and see that Roger is right that Ella has been calling me for the past hour, as well as sending texts. I quickly flick through them, glancing

1. do.

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I can’t grasp the whole situation – but there’s something about Rafe, and kidnapping, and a note “Is the baby

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hand around my upper arm, “but they need you. It’s something about the sperm bank, they think they want to talk to you about what

SIUCkEU.

mayo!?

Cora, let’s go – you can ask all of these questions in the

ten seconds! Obviously I’m coming!” I rip my arm from his hand and glare at him as I move towards

cool and deliberation. I glance 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 you give me a summary of Ella’s texts as I get dressed? I can’t do both at once.”

and does as I ask, reading some of the texts aloud 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

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

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 stand up, tucking my hair behind my ears as Hank crosses the room

cheek and looking into my eyes. “Are you

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

The yell and a single pound comes again and I realize, suddenly, that of course Roger has wolf

on,” I say, moving away from Hank. “We’d better get moving before

rip it down,” I hear Roger growl, disgruntled, but I just roll my eyes and

I ask, breezing past

walking swiftly to keep up with me. We pass through the door together

a smile as I lean down to lock my apartment

even as I