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.

Cora,” he growls, storming past me into the apartment, “don’t

pho-

Roger turns slowly and looks at me, taking me in from

the void that his silence left as I slamming the door shut and stalking forward to give him a

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 up

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 flick through

  1. do.

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

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now,” Roger growls, moving close to me and wrapping his hand around my upper arm, “but they need you. It’s something about the

at 1, SIUCkEU.

mayo!?

you can ask all of these

“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

asks, all steady cool and deliberation. I glance at him, my stomach warming. At least he’s good in a crisis. I hand Hank my phone as I move to my dresser. “Can you give me a summary of Ella’s texts as I get dressed? I can’t

to think of what

my door, interrupting one of Hank’s

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 me and hands me

the messages,” he says softly, rubbing his thumb over my cheek and looking

I sigh, lifting my hand to cover his and shaking my head

and a single pound comes again and I realize, suddenly, that of course Roger has wolf hearing and is using it to

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

going to rip it down,” I hear Roger growl, disgruntled, but

I ask, breezing past

walking swiftly to keep up with me. We pass through

I lean down to lock my apartment door. “For the food

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