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.

—

surely it was minutes – before I feel

my fur

The only other man left alive in this room is my mate, and only he

like that.

growl still resonating in his voice, the fury still

my mate, covered in our enemies‘ blood. Something soars in me

Our

just a moment, and then he sees the determination in me and

crying child. “Give him to me,” he demands, just once. The man does so, immediately,

his gigantic arms and turns away from the man, from me, walking away from us, shushing our

this man,

another step

man raises his hands towards me, palms out. “Please,” he

a waste of breath.

hitting him in

before I sink my teeth into his

the floor with me on top of him, growling down into his face as the life.

leaves his eyes.

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

curved up on one side

body, standing

face and running down my neck. And then, with perfect control, I cross

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

scream that

it means that he’s still

I’ve done my job. I’ve

Sinclair

little, taking Ella and Rafe with me as Roger bursts into the room, followed by a

them to stay with the priest – to make sure that we kept him, as I delt with

happening up

the priest was secure, they were to come

eyes going wide as he looks at the blood all over our bedroom – on

bedding, all the walls, even the ceiling – and at the bodies scattered almost creatively on

the – how did

I look down at her, a little surprised at the cool

is the woman

won’t eat chocolate Easter bunnies because it feels too cruel to