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.

voice and slowing my words, “will be long, and

need be.”

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

him faulter. And then I step away, secretly

are tensed, ready to rip this man’s head

looks down at the man strapped

are. And what your people want with my

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

stares at him blandly for a moment and then shifts his eyes

standing behind the

it swiftly against the

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

away quickly. The priest goes a

kicking the leg of the chair to get the priest’s attention. “What do

people want with my nephew.”

at Roger

his head and holding his gaze. “Because,” he

on his face. “You are already…too

starts to laugh – really, truly laugh, as a crash of glass sounds and a scream erupts

upstairs –

stops as I recognize it, instantly,

Ella

by

him quietly

–

a little tapping sound at

looked towards it curiously, expecting a little bird –

a black–masked face calmly

to ice as I froze, as

coming for

–

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

window

it – it should have broken his hand – Sinclair paid

through the hole he made with his fist, the rest

cracking and shattering

–

hit the floor, only half an instant later, my

behind me and

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

–

–

more men behind him, working their way up to

fast

now, grinning at me, starting