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 – before I feel a

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

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

me like that.

growl still resonating in his voice, the

Something soars in me at the sight of him like that – my

Our

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

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

takes Rafe safely in his gigantic arms and turns away from the man, from me, walking away from us, shushing our child

and this man,

prowl another step

me, palms out. “Please,” he

a waste

paws hitting him

I sink my teeth into his

top of him, growling down into his

leaves his eyes.

to my mate, who stands in the middle of a

gore, his mouth curved up on one

standing up,

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

his arms as I stare down at my child, who cries his little scared heart out.

every scream that

means that he’s still here, he’s

I’ve done my job. I’ve kept

Sinclair

and Rafe with me as Roger bursts into the room, followed by a few

with the priest – to make

happening up

was secure, they were to

going wide as he looks at the blood

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

“What the – how did you –”

I look down at her,

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

me that she won’t eat chocolate