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-

pulling on his shirt. And then Roger turns slowly and looks at me, taking me in from head to toe in my

that his silence left as I slamming the door shut and stalking forward to give him a shove. “You scared

Roger growls, snapping out of his shock and turning his attention to me as he blatantly ignores Hank. “It’s a crisis – Ella and Sinclair have been blowing up your phone

hour –”

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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,

1. do.

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what’s this all about “I stutter in fear, my heart suddenly in my throat. I can’t grasp the whole situation – but

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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

SIUCkEU.

mayo!?

go – you can ask all of these questions

his impatience, but 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

crisis. I hand Hank my phone as

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 I hurriedly pull on some sporty leggings and a t–shirt. After all that she went through with the pregnancy, I had thought this was over for

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

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

over my cheek and looking into my eyes. “Are you going to be all right? Is there any way I can

my hand to cover his and shaking my head a

that of course Roger has wolf hearing and is using it to spy on our conversation.

hate in my eyes, but then I nod towards it. “Come on,” I say,

disgruntled,

breezing

he snarls, walking swiftly to keep up with me. We pass

I lean down

smile in his voice even as I concentrate on my keys. “You’ll let