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.

past me into the

pho-

his shirt. And then Roger

silence left as I slamming the door shut and stalking forward to give him a shove. “You scared the hell out of us!”

damn it,” Roger growls, snapping out of his shock and turning his attention to me as he blatantly ignores Hank. “It’s

hour –”

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over – and then finally spotting my phone, 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 through them,

  1. do.

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the whole situation – but there’s

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

SIUCkEU. Vildt? ne spe

mayo!?

yells. “God, Cora, let’s go – you can ask all of these

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

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

and does as I ask, reading some of the texts aloud to me, skipping through the ones that he deems less 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

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

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 my phone, lifting one hand to my

my cheek and looking into my eyes. “Are you

cover his and shaking my head a

The yell and a single pound comes again and I realize, suddenly, that of course Roger

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

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

breezing past

walking swiftly to keep up with me. We pass through the door together and then awkwardly wait for

giving him a smile as I lean down

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