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.

I continue, lowering my voice and

if need be.”

his teeth

And then I step

this man’s head off. Roger steps

Roger commands, his arms crossed as he looks down at the man strapped to

are. And what your people

too–wide expression that

voice now. Roger stares at him blandly for a moment and then

a member of the reconnaissance team standing behind the priest who

it swiftly against the priest’s neck.

the priest’s body, making him shriek and twist in pain,

quickly. The priest goes a little

says, kicking the leg of the chair to get the priest’s attention.

people want with

at Roger again and just

says, shaking his head and

his face. “You are

as a crash of glass sounds and a scream

upstairs –

my heart stops as I recognize

Ella

chair by Rafe’s

is – shushing him quietly as he falls asleep when –

–

a little tapping sound at the glass of

looked towards it curiously, expecting a little

terror flooded me when I saw a black–masked face calmly tapping on my

I gasped, my body turning to ice as I

for

–

the man pulled back his arm, and made a fist, and

the window –

have broken his hand –

the room through the hole he made with

cracking and shattering around him

–

the floor, only half an instant later, my instincts came back to me, and I

behind me and screamed

the rocking chair away and back into the corner now, Rafe in his cradle behind me,

window.

–

–

behind him, working their way

fast –

now, grinning