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.

—

it was minutes

fingers digging deep into my fur

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

me like

a growl still resonating in his voice, the fury still

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

Our

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

immediately, blood dripping from his trembling

man, from me, walking away from us, shushing our

and this man, and my

another

hands towards me, palms out. “Please,” he whispers.

a waste of breath.

my paws hitting him

sink my teeth into his neck, ripping

gurgling to the floor with me on top of him, growling down

leaves his eyes.

back to my mate, who stands in the

gore, his mouth curved up on

standing up, the man’s

neck. And then,

my mate wrap me in his arms as I stare down at my child, who

I relish every scream that echoes in my ears.

hear him, it means that he’s still

job. I’ve kept

Sinclair

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

– to make sure that we kept

up

once the priest was secure, they were to

god,” Roger says, his eyes going wide as he looks at the

ceiling – and at the bodies scattered almost

“What the – how did

I look down at

is the woman who

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