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!?”

a step forward, interposing my body between

mate and my

back off, Dominic,” Roger growls, forcing himself to turn away and stalk to the window, looking for Cora, hoping she’ll magically appear in the driveway. “I’m not going

leaning back against the mantle.

Rafe upstairs,” Ella sighs, nodding to

get him down for a

out of the room, my heart surging with love

my attention back to my brother.

say, my voice soft. “We need

his fingers into the windowsill and not turning

she hasn’t talked to me for days. And I don’t

wrong.”

pause, considering. “Did you do anything wrong?”

spinning

I say, shrugging and meeting his furious eyes. “Did you do something

her question

“I didn’t do anything!”

reply with a little

only choice is to keep reaching out, and

literally nothing you can do now except

he snarls, turning away

sighing. “Because my answer wasn’t ‘go rip the world

you find her, and then sling her over your shoulder so you can more easily carry

replies, arrogant and angry. “Obviously that’s what

where she was.”

him, putting a hand on his shoulder that makes

– I’m bigger than he is, anyway. I can

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

the meantime, let me distract

this cult problem,” he sighs, closing his eyes

my advice a

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

your reward is that my

a great prize?”

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

he continues, “before I’m out there looking for her

nodding and lying through my teeth.

Cora when he’s like this.

she’s spooked already. So I turn him, my arm still around

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

ourselves out looking for

together to better speculate about the possibilities, when

to the

instantly on his feet and moving towards the door,

more wary, more aware of the possibilities and

reach the office door together so

just in case it’s a threat –

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forcing their way in, a black–robed figure trapped in their arms with a sack over his head.

never, ever come through the first door

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