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.

storming past me into the apartment, “don’t you ever check

pho-

doorway to my bedroom, pulling on his shirt. And then Roger turns slowly and looks at me, taking me in from head to toe in my bathrobe. He doesn’t say a

I hiss, filling the void that his silence left as I slamming the door shut and

it,” Roger growls, snapping out of his shock and turning his attention to me as he blatantly ignores Hank. “It’s a crisis – Ella and Sinclair have been blowing

hour –”

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to it and grab it and see that Roger is right that

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what’s this all about “I stutter in fear, my heart suddenly in my throat. I can’t grasp the whole situation – but there’s something about Rafe, and

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

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mayo!?

you can ask all of these questions

fury, his worry and his impatience, but all it breeds in me is defiance. “Fine!” I shout.” God, Roger, give me ten seconds! Obviously I’m coming!” I rip my arm from his hand and glare at him as I move towards my bedroom door, giving Hank a not–too–gentle nudge back

I hand Hank my phone as I move to my dresser. “Can you give me a summary of Ella’s

important. Overall I get the gist and my heart wrenches to think of what my sister is going through as I hurriedly pull on some sporty leggings and a t–shirt. After all that she went through with the pregnancy, I

my door, interrupting one of Hank’s readings. “Seriously!? What’s taking so long! Let’s

damn Alpha bullshit…” I mutter as I pull on my sneakers, not bothering to tie the laces. Then,

looking into my eyes. “Are you going to be all

and shaking my head a little.

realize, suddenly, that of course Roger has wolf hearing and is using it to

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

I hear Roger growl, disgruntled, but I just roll my eyes and

I ask, breezing past him.

keep up with me. We pass through

him a smile as I lean down to lock my apartment door. “For the food and…the

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