Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate

Chapter 330 – Protecting my Own

Sinclair

I growl down at the man before me, who is younger than I thought he would be, for one with

such power. He has thick black hair and a day’s worth of stubble on his thin cheeks. The man

glares up at me with dark, angry eyes and opens his mouth to speak but before he can, I slap him

– hard with an open palm.

–

The man gasps with surprise and pain, his eyes going wide as he stares down at the floor, and I

smirk. I doubt this man has been slapped anytime recently, if ever. He has the smug look of

someone used to being in charge.

But he’s in my house now.

“You’ll speak when we tell you to speak,” I growl, and then I turn to the head of my

–

reconnaissance team, who is standing against the wall, his hands on his knees, panting a little.

Craig isn’t a small man to see him so undone by the efforts suggests that this diminutive priest

is, indeed, powerful in other ways.

“How did you catch him?” I snap. Craig looks up at me and does his best to straighten up.

“We followed the leads, sir,” he replies, looking me in the eyes, “that we gleaned from the

conversation with the other priest, who wished to remain anonymous. They were…fruitful. We

found this one’s lair, for lack of a better word. It was actually in a sewer -in an abandoned

maintenance room. He was living there doing…” Craig hesitates and then shrugs. “Forgive me, Sir,

for the dramatic language, but ‘arcane magics‘ are the only words coming to my mind now. Lizard

skins…and and snail shells, in jars – he had a cauldron –”

“Thank you,” I say, interrupting and nodding towards the head of my investigative team. “You.

will give your details to Alastair, as soon as you can. For now, though I want everyone here for

the interrogation.” I lean forward towards the priest, who watches me with wary eyes and a

clenched jaw.

continue, lowering my voice and slowing my words, “will be

if need be.”

himself a brave man, then, by baring his teeth at me in a little snarl. But

then I step away,

rip this man’s head off. Roger steps in

crossed as he looks down at

And what your people want with

that shows all of his teeth. “No,” he growls, a

at him blandly for a moment and then shifts his

of the reconnaissance team standing behind the priest

places it swiftly against the

making him shriek and twist in pain, but my

goes a little slack in his

of the chair

with my nephew.”

up at

doesn’t matter,” the priest says, shaking his head and holding

growing on his face. “You are already…too

truly laugh, as a

upstairs –

I recognize it, instantly, as Ella.

Ella

tense, in my rocking chair by

it always is – shushing him quietly

–

at the glass of his window –

expecting a little bird – maybe

black–masked face

I gasped, my body turning to ice as I froze, as

for him.”

–

to go so fast – the man pulled back his arm, and made

window –

don’t know how he did it – it should have broken

hole he made with his

the window cracking and shattering around him

–

only half an instant later, my instincts came back

behind me and screamed

into the corner now, Rafe in his cradle behind

gets to his feet at the foot of the window. As he stands, my heart jumps when I see

–

–

working their way up to the window

fast

on his feet now, grinning at me, starting