Surrogate For Alpha Dom

Chapter 312: Reinforcements

Cora

Hank and I are tangled in the sheets of my bed, talking softly to each other about nothing, when suddenly I hear a pounding on my door – a dangerous, feral, fervent sound.

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“What the hell is that,” Hank gasps, sitting up and whipping his head to look towards the front of

my apartment.

“I–I don’t know “I stutter, fear racing through me. The pounding halts for a moment and we both sit there, frozen, not knowing what to do. Then, suddenly, a voice breaks through the silence.

“Cora!” it shouts, and my jaw drops a little because…well, because I know that voice. “Open the

damn door, Cora!”

“Oh my god,” I murmur, standing up and wrapping my naked body in my sheets – weirdly bashful in this moment. As I do, the pounding starts again.

“Do you know who it is?” Hank asks, hurriedly getting out of bed and pulling his pants on

“Yes,” I breathe, quickly switching the sheets for my robe hanging on the back of my door and

then rushing through the living room. “It’s fucking…”

But Hank, standing at the doorway to my bedroom, sees for himself the moment I pull the door

open.

Roger’s fist is still raised as my door flies open, but he drops it as he glares down at me.

me into

pho-

my bedroom, pulling on his shirt. And then Roger turns slowly and looks at me, taking me in

here, Roger?!” I hiss, filling the void that his silence left as I slamming the door shut and stalking forward to give

shock and turning his attention to me as he blatantly ignores Hank. “It’s a crisis –

hour –”

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couch. I dash to it and grab it and see that Roger is right that Ella has been calling me for the past hour, as well as sending texts. I quickly

  1. do.

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my throat. I can’t grasp the whole situation – but there’s something about Rafe,

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you. It’s something about the sperm bank, they think they want to talk to you

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mayo!?

go – you can ask all of

seconds! Obviously I’m coming!” I rip my arm from his hand and glare at him as I move

he’s good in a crisis. I hand Hank my

of what my

shouts, banging on my door, interrupting one of Hank’s readings. “Seriously!? What’s taking so

door, fed up with his impatience. “God damn Alpha bullshit…” I mutter as I pull on my sneakers, not bothering to tie the laces. Then, I stand

softly, rubbing his thumb over my cheek and looking into

lifting my hand to cover his and shaking my head a little.

of course Roger has

my eyes, but then I nod towards it. “Come on,” I say, moving away from Hank. “We’d better get

growl, disgruntled,

I ask, breezing

up with me. We pass through the door

as I lean down to lock

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