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

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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.

and slowing my words, “will be long, and

if need

himself a brave man, then, by baring his teeth

which makes him faulter. And then I step

ready to rip this man’s head off. Roger steps in to take my

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

are. And what your people want

a too–wide expression that shows all of his teeth.

stares at him blandly

of the reconnaissance team standing behind the

it swiftly against the priest’s

bolt flies through the priest’s body, making him shriek

pulls it away quickly. The priest goes a

of the chair to get the

with my nephew.”

priest looks up at Roger again and just huffs a

shaking his head and

smile growing on his face. “You

to laugh – really, truly laugh, as a crash of glass

upstairs –

I recognize it, instantly, as

Ella

in my rocking chair by Rafe’s basinet, one

is – shushing him quietly as he falls

–

a little tapping sound at the glass of his window

looked towards it curiously, expecting a little bird – maybe a squirrel

a black–masked face

as I froze, as he quietly pointed to the basinet and mouthed

coming for him.”

–

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

window

don’t know how he did it – it should have broken his hand – Sinclair paid to have those

his body, head–first, into the room through the hole he

the window cracking and shattering around him

–

instant later, my instincts came back to me, and I

basinet behind me

and back into the corner

his feet at the foot of the window. As he stands, my

–

–

are more more men behind him, working their way up to

fast –

in the lead is on his feet now, grinning at me, starting to prowl towards