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.

it, Cora,” he growls, storming past me into the apartment, “don’t you ever check your

pho-

to my bedroom, pulling on his shirt. And then Roger turns

as I slamming the door shut and stalking forward to give him a shove. “You

his shock and turning his attention to me as he blatantly ignores Hank. “It’s a crisis – Ella and Sinclair have been blowing up your phone

hour –”

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wedged between the pillows of the 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 flick

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

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close to me and wrapping his hand around my upper arm, “but they need you. It’s something about the sperm bank, they

up at 1, SIUCkEU. Vildt?

mayo!?

“God, Cora, let’s go – you can ask all

I rip my arm from his hand and glare at

Hank my phone as I move to my dresser.

the gist and my heart wrenches to think of what my sister is going through as I hurriedly

on my door, interrupting one of Hank’s readings. “Seriously!?

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 up, tucking my hair behind my ears as Hank crosses the room to

thumb over my cheek and looking into my eyes. “Are you going to be all right?

I sigh, lifting my hand to cover his and shaking

again and I realize, suddenly, that of course Roger has wolf hearing and is using

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

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

breezing

been ready,” he snarls, walking swiftly to keep up with me. We pass through the door together

him a smile as I lean down to lock my apartment door.

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