The Mystical Attraction of Alpha

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.

“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, Coral”

“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. “God damn it, Cora,” he growls, storming past me into the apartment, don’t you ever check your pho-

He freezes and goes silent, though, the moment he sees Hank standing in the doorway to my bedroom, pulling on his shirt. And then Roger turns slowly and looks at me, taking me in from head to toe in my bathrobe. He doesn’t say a word, rendered, apparently, speechless.

that his silence left as I slamming the door shut and stalking forward to give him a shove. ” You scared the

snapping out of his shock and turning his attention to me as he blatantly ignores Hank. “It’s a crisis – Ella and Sinclair have been blowing up your

couch. I dash to it and grab it and see that Roger is

all about ” I stutter in fear, my heart suddenly in my throat. I can’t grasp the whole situation – but

growls, moving close to me and wrapping his hand around my upper arm, “but they need you.

sperm months ago!?” “Yes!” he almost yells. “God,

me is defiance. “Fine!” I shout. “God, Roger, give me ten seconds! Obviously I’m coming!” I rip my arm from his

Hank my phone as I move

the gist and my heart wrenches to think of what my sister is going through as I hurriedly pull on some sporty leggings and a t-shirt. After all that she went through with the pregnancy, I had thought

banging on my door, interrupting one of Hank’s readings. “Seriously!?

the door, fed up with his impatience. “God damn Alpha bullshit…” I mutter as I pull on 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

summary of the messages,” he says softly, rubbing his thumb over my cheek and looking into my eyes. “Are you going to be all right?

I sigh, lifting my hand to cover his and shaking my head a little. ” Thank you,

The yell and a single pound comes again and I realize, suddenly, that of course Roger has wolf hearing and is using it to spy on

it. “Come on,” I say, moving

Roger growl, disgruntled,

to keep up with me.

say, giving him a smile as I lean down to lock my apartment door. “For the food and…the

I can hear the smile in his voice even as I concentrate on my