Surrogate For Alpha Dom

Chapter 329: Missing

Sinclair

“Where is she,” Roger growls, pacing through our living room as Ella sit on the couch feeding

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Rafe, watching him anxiously. “I’ve been everywhere looking for her – at the clinic, at her

apartment –”

“You must have just missed her, Roger,” Ella says, as worried as he us but wanting to calm him

down. “She calls me every morning and night to fill me in. It sounds like she’s just super busy at

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the clinic it got very overwhelmed when she disappeared with us for a few days.”

“He’s keeping her there,” Roger murmurs suspiciously, his anxiety really doing a number on him.

“She broke up with him, and he pretended to accept it, but he’s keeping her trapped in the clinic

so she’ll agree to give him another shot –”

“You know she’s not doing that, Roger,” I say, leaning against the fireplace mantle and taking a

deep breath. Honestly, I don’t want to be in here handling my brother’s paranoia, but Ella sent me

a little shout down the bond letting me know that she needed some help. He’s been worked up for

days, of course, but really seems to be going off the deep end now. Not that I wouldn’t be too,

honestly, if I was freshly mated to Ella and then she disappeared for five days.

“How do you know,” Roger snaps at me, his eyes flashing with rage.

“Because,” I reply, my wolf responding to the challenge in his voice by raising his hackles. “I

know Cora. She wouldn’t do that. You have to trust her.” I stand up straight, my body language

communicating to Roger that I can take him, and if he needs someone to pin him to the floor, that

I’ll do it. After all, my mate and my infant child are in this room. If he flips out… their safety is my

priority. Not his.

“He’s right, Roger,” Ella says, trying to keep her voice even. “Honestly, she sounds fine, she’s just

really busy. She told me to… tell you she loves you.”

“But why won’t she pick up my calls?” Roger snaps, spinning on her, “why, when I go to the clinic

to see her, is she conveniently not there? Why is she never in her apartment when she says she

is!?”

take a step forward, interposing my body between

and my brother.

Dominic,” Roger growls, forcing himself to turn away and stalk to the window, looking for Cora,

I murmur, leaning back against the mantle.

upstairs,” Ella sighs, nodding to the baby, who has finished eating. “See if I

down for

her, watching her carry our little boy out of the room, my heart surging with

gone, I turn my attention back to

to come back, Roger,” I say, my

he growls, digging his fingers into the windowsill and not turning towards

anything when she hasn’t talked to me for days. And I don’t even know what I did

wrong.”

pause, considering. “Did

Rodger spits, spinning

shrugging and meeting his furious eyes. “Did you

question your

shouts. “I didn’t do anything!”

a little shrug. “If you didn’t do anything,

out,

nothing you can do

he snarls, turning away

“Because my answer wasn’t

and then sling her over your shoulder so

angry. “Obviously that’s what I would do, if

where she was.”

move over to him, putting a hand on his shoulder that makes him

don’t move away – I’m bigger than he is, anyway. I can take

say quietly. “She’ll thank you for it, in the end, if you approach this with faith

of suspicion. And in the

on this cult problem,” he sighs,

into my advice a little

a puzzle,” I say, slipping my arm around his shoulder and giving

when you finish it, your reward is that my son doesn’t

that a great

and covering his eyes with his hand. “But you get maybe three

continues, “before I’m out

reply, nodding and lying through my teeth. Because there’s no way I’m letting him

streets looking for Cora when he’s like this. He’ll completely freak her out, and

him, my arm still around his shoulders, towards the door and

the office to sort through the evidence we’ve sorted through a thousand

this, wearing ourselves out looking for

calling our interrogative team together to better speculate about the

front door to

and moving towards the

of the possibilities and my muscles bunch as I sprint to

the office door

case it’s

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a black–robed figure trapped in their arms with a sack

come through the first door if they didn’t have

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