Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate

Chapter 331 – Red in Tooth and Claw

Ella

“NO!” I scream, but the word is transferred instantly to a roar as I transition into my wolf, my

but I barely bones and body shifting in a flash. It hurts – less than it did the first time, of course – notice it because I shake myself out of my captor’s hands and am halfway across the room at once, leaping for the man who holds Rafe, my jaws gaping. He goes a little pale, taking a step

backwards and putting out a hand towards me to stop me –

But that hand, it disappears into my mouth. And I snap my teeth down.

The man’s scream pierces my sensitive ears as my teeth meet together around his wrist, as I wrench my head to the side, tossing his torn hand aside, savoring the taste of his blood in my mouth. He screams again as he looks at the bloody stump I’ve left behind, as I prowl another step

forward –

But suddenly, I feel a great blow against my shoulder that sends me staggering sideways

And then, almost at the same instant, I hear what sounds like an explosion behind me – I don’t

turn to it, my eyes fixed on the man who holds my son in his arms – but I know, through the bond,

through some other wolf instinct, that it is Sinclair.

I don’t take my eyes off the man who holds Rafe, instead finding my feet and beginning to prowl

slowly forward towards him again. He backs up, step by step, looking over my shoulders at his

colleagues as they die. I can see the progress of the battle in his expression, in the fear that comes

into his eyes, in the blood that drains from his face as he realizes that he’s not getting out of this.

room. That he’s going to die here, but not until he watches all of his friends die first.

I hear the ripping sounds my mate makes in his gigantic wolf form, the screams of the masked

men as he takes them down, his snarls and his roars, the rending sound of flesh. And each blow

rings through me like a song as I bare my teeth at the man holding my child, as I stare him down.

It doesn’t take long for Sinclair to finish. I didn’t think it would.

—

moments later though surely it was minutes – before I feel a

into my fur until they reach my skin. I’m not

who it is. The only other man left alive in this

me like

growl still

my mate, covered in our enemies‘ blood. Something soars in me at the sight of

Our

moment, and then he sees the determination in

once. The man does so, immediately, blood dripping from his trembling arm, knowing that

from me, walking away from us, shushing our child and bobbing him

me, and this man, and my

another step forward.

his hands towards me, palms out. “Please,”

it’s a waste of

paws hitting him in the chest first and slamming

wall moments before I sink my teeth into his neck,

top of him, growling down into

leaves his eyes.

it’s done, I turn back to my mate, who stands in the middle of a room covered in

gore, his mouth curved up on one side

back into my human body, standing

neck. And

his arms as I stare down at my child, who cries his

relish every scream that echoes in

can hear him, it means that he’s still here, he’s still

I’ve done my job. I’ve kept him

Sinclair

as Roger bursts into the room, followed by

with the priest – to make

happening up here.

priest was secure, they were to

says, his eyes going wide as he looks at the blood all over our bedroom –

all the walls, even the ceiling – and at

“What the – how did

came for Rafe,” Ella explains, and I look down at her, a little surprised at the cool calm with

woman who cried when she saw Rafe’s first teddy

told me that she won’t eat chocolate Easter