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.

interrogation,” I continue, lowering my voice and slowing

need be.”

brave man, then, by baring his teeth

at him, which makes him faulter. And then I

my muscles are tensed, ready to rip this man’s head off.

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

are. And what your people want with my

too–wide expression that shows all of his teeth. “No,” he

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

standing behind the priest

against the priest’s

the priest’s body, making him shriek and twist

The priest goes a little slack in his

leg of the chair

with my nephew.”

as the priest looks up at Roger again and just huffs

doesn’t matter,” the priest says, shaking his head and holding his gaze. “Because,” he

a smile growing on his face.

laugh, as a crash of glass sounds and a scream

upstairs –

as I recognize it, instantly,

Ella

by Rafe’s basinet, one

– shushing him quietly

–

heard a little tapping sound at

looked towards it curiously, expecting a little bird – maybe

I saw a black–masked face calmly tapping on my

gasped, my body turning to ice as I froze, as he quietly pointed to the basinet and

coming for

–

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

the window

have broken his hand –

room through the hole

window cracking

–

the floor, only half an instant later, my

basinet behind me

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

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

–

–

working their way up to the window and

fast

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