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

gentle fingers digging deep into my fur until they reach my skin. I’m not scared.

this room is my

me like that.

a growl still resonating in his voice,

in our enemies‘ blood. Something soars in me at the sight of him like that – my warrior mate with his barbarian soul.

Our

then he sees the determination in me and

to the man holding my crying child. “Give him to me,” he demands, just once. The man does so, immediately, blood dripping from his trembling arm, knowing that his cause is

from me, walking away from us, shushing our child and bobbing him lightly in his arms.

then, it’s just me, and this man, and my murderous

another step forward.

towards me, palms

it’s a waste of breath.

leap for him, my paws hitting him in the

sink my teeth

falls gurgling to the floor with me on top of him, growling down into his face as the

leaves his eyes.

my mate, who stands in the middle of a room covered in

his mouth curved up on one side into a

back into my human body, standing up, the man’s blood still covering the bottom

neck. And then, with

I stare down at my child, who

scream that echoes

if I can hear him, it means that

I’ve done my job.

Sinclair

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

them to stay with the priest – to make sure

happening up here.

secure, they were to come

he looks at the

the walls, even the ceiling –

the – how did

look down at her, a little surprised at

replies to my brother. This is the woman who cried when she saw Rafe’s

told me that she won’t eat chocolate