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 my body

mate and

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

I murmur, leaning back against

sighs, nodding to the

him down

boy out of the room, my heart surging with love for

When they’re gone, I turn my

back, Roger,” I say, my voice soft. “We need you here.”

the windowsill and not turning towards me. “How

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

wrong.”

a long pause, considering. “Did

spits, spinning on

just a question, Roger,” I say, shrugging and meeting his furious eyes. “Did you

question

he shouts. “I didn’t do

answer,” I reply with a little shrug. “If you didn’t do anything, then it’s all

to keep reaching out, and wait for her to come

you can do now except

he snarls, turning away from me

just don’t like the truth,” I reply, sighing. “Because my answer

over your shoulder so you can more easily carry her

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

where she was.”

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

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

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

in the meantime, let me distract

just want me to work harder on this cult problem,” he sighs, closing his

head, giving into my

say, slipping my arm around

“and when you finish it, your

that a great

shaking his head and covering his eyes with his hand. “But

of this,” he continues, “before I’m

my teeth.

he’s like this. He’ll completely freak her out, and

So I turn him, my arm still around his shoulders, towards the door

to sort through the evidence we’ve sorted through a thousand times.

wearing ourselves out looking for loopholes that we haven’t

calling our interrogative team together to better speculate about the possibilities,

front door to the house

his feet and moving towards the door, only one person clear on

I’m more wary, more aware of the possibilities and my muscles bunch

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

case it’s a threat

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black–robed figure trapped in their arms

first door if they didn’t have to

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