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.

—

only moments later though surely it was minutes – before

into my fur

left alive in this

like

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

our enemies‘ blood. Something soars in me at the sight of him

Our

and then he sees the determination in me and

him to me,” he demands, just once. The man does so, immediately, blood dripping from his trembling arm,

gigantic arms and turns away from the man, from me, walking

me, and this man, and my murderous rage.

prowl another step

raises his hands towards me,

a waste of breath.

my paws hitting him in the chest first and

teeth into his neck, ripping out his throat.

top of him,

leaves his eyes.

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

up on one side into a proud

standing up, the man’s blood still

And then, with

I stare down at my child, who cries his

relish every scream that echoes

if I can hear him, it means that he’s still here, he’s still mine.

my job. I’ve kept

Sinclair

a little, taking Ella and Rafe with me as Roger bursts

make sure that we kept him, as I

up

the priest was secure, they were to come

his eyes going wide as he looks at the blood

– and

“What the – how did you

came for Rafe,” Ella explains, and I look down at her,

she replies to my brother. This is the woman who

that she won’t eat chocolate Easter bunnies because it feels too