Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate

Chapter 336 – Explode

Ella

I gasp, my hands again flying to my mouth –

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His pup his –

“Oh my god,” I murmur, my eyes flashing to Cora’s shocked face

But before I can do anything, say anything else, Roger leaps forward, grabbing Cora hard by the arms. She screams, terrified, and I can see the very real shock and fear on her face as Roger shakes her once, hard.

“How, Cora!” he yells, his eyes wide- so wide I can see the whites all around them –

I gasp, realizing that Roger is completely flipping out – realizing that he’s he’s turning

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Sinclair sees it the moment I do and bellows, crossing the room in two steps and grabbing Roger around the waist, tackling him to the floor as Roger’s body changes swiftly, flashing into his wolf form in the blink of an eye. I move to reach for Cora, wanting her by my side, but Sinclair and Roger are between us.

I move, fast, grabbing Rafe’s carrier and dashing along the wall to the back of the room, watching Cora stumble backwards towards it as well. Rafe starts to wail with the shock and the noise of it

all, but we reach the back wall at the same time as Cora.

Snarls rip through the air as I take Cora’s hand. As I snap my attention back to our mates I see that they’re both in their wolf forms, snapping at each other, wrestling on the ground, each seeking dominance –

“Oh my god,” Cora murmurs, her hand shaking as she raises it to her mouth, unable to take her eyes away from her mate fighting mine.

“It’s okay,” I assure her, reaching out and taking her hand, hoping that I’m right, “He was just – he was just really freaked out Cora –”

She turns her eyes to me, scared, but I squeeze her hand, willing her to believe that it’s all right. I open my mouth to say something, but my words are drowned out by a mighty roar and we both spin our heads back to the wolves to see Sinclair standing over Roger, pinning him down beneath his paws, Sinclair’s mouth open and with all his razor teeth on display.

Next to me, I feel Cora tremble and realize that while she’s lived amongst wolves for a while now – and while I’ve had time to get used to this kind of ferocity as part of my life and my own identity

That, well, this is perhaps the first time she’s experiencing it for herself.

And that, perhaps, it’s not the best moment for her to have this experience.

Even though he’s crying, and even though it goes against everything in my mother’s heart to put Rafe’s carrier down and ignore him, I do just that. And then I wrap my arms around my sister and let her tuck her face against my shoulder, crying her heart out in fear, and grief, and shock, and

surprise

else it is she’s feeling.

I see is stepping away from Roger now, some of the intensity going out

– it was a purely bodily reaction to the shock, stress, and surprise. Fight or

I needed to pin him down so he could take

in a flash of light, he’s there, that smirk right on his face where I knew it would be. Sinclair tucks his hands into his pockets and nudges Roger’s wolf with his toe. “He’s embarrassed, now,” he says, his voice light. “He knows he’s behaved badly, and he doesn’t want to face

as she watches Roger’s wolf get to his feet hanging his head a little but

on her own, looking into

Roger,” I urge softly, kneeling down to attend to my own baby boy,

him, hoping he

light, and he’s standing there in front of us,

shaking his head, his face

her

her face in his hands, staring down

if I hurt you I’d kill

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”

looking up at him, and as I stand with Rafe in my arms I can feel

“I’m a

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shaken, Roger –

shaking his head, earnest apology written in every line

he takes a step back, his hands sliding to Cora’s shoulders as he looks

it…” she says, her hands going to her stomach as she

really…”

other again. “It is

Cora

bubbles out of her shocked, relieved,

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for a second, and then

aggression – just sweeping her

marvel at themselves, at this impossible thing

a second, a huge smile on my face as I meet Sinclair’s.

expression on his face

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