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.

—

seems only moments later though surely it was minutes –

fur until they reach my

it is. The only other man left alive in this room is my mate,

me like that.

all right, Ella,” Sinclair says, a growl still

soars in me

Our

just a moment, and then he sees the determination

“Give him to me,” he demands, just once. The man does so, immediately, blood dripping from

from the man, from me, walking away

this man, and my

prowl another step

towards me, palms

a waste of breath.

leap for him, my paws hitting him in

teeth into his neck, ripping out

to the floor with me on top

leaves his eyes.

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

curved up on one side into a

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

neck. And then, with perfect

as I stare down at my child, who

relish every scream that echoes in my ears.

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

done my job. I’ve kept

Sinclair

as Roger bursts into the room, followed by a

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

up

was secure, they were

eyes going wide as he looks at the blood all over

ceiling – and at the bodies scattered almost creatively

surface. “What the – how

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

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

who once told me that she won’t eat chocolate Easter bunnies because it feels