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!?”

forward, interposing

mate and

and stalk to the window, looking for Cora, hoping she’ll magically appear in the driveway. “I’m not going

better not,” I murmur, leaning back against the mantle.

going to take Rafe upstairs,” Ella sighs, nodding to the

get him down

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

gone, I turn my

come back, Roger,” I say, my voice soft. “We

growls, digging his fingers into the windowsill and not

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

wrong.”

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

spinning

say, shrugging and meeting his furious

question your mating?”

shouts. “I didn’t

then there’s your answer,” I reply with a little

only choice is to keep reaching out, and wait for

can do now except be patient.”

ridiculous,” he snarls, turning away from me

sighing. “Because my answer

and then sling her over your shoulder so

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

where she was.”

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

is, anyway. I

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

the meantime, let me distract you.”

me to work harder on this cult problem,”

into my advice a little

slipping my

“and when you finish it, your reward is that my

that a

covering his eyes with his

this,” he continues, “before I’m

I reply, nodding and lying through my teeth. Because there’s

Cora when he’s like this. He’ll completely freak

him, my arm still

the office to sort through the evidence

wearing ourselves out looking for

interrogative team together to better

the front door to the house slams

towards the door, only one person clear on

more aware of the possibilities and my muscles bunch as I sprint to get

me as we reach the office door together so that I can get into the hall

just in case it’s a threat –

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go dark as I see my reconnaissance team forcing their way in, a black–robed figure trapped in their arms with a sack over

would never, ever come through the first door

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