The Mystical Attraction of Alpha

Chapter 330 – Protecting my Own

Sinclair

I growl down at the man before me, who is younger than I thought he would be, for one with

such power. He has thick black hair and a day’s worth of stubble on his thin cheeks. The man

glares up at me with dark, angry eyes and opens his mouth to speak but before he can, I slap him

– hard with an open palm.

–

The man gasps with surprise and pain, his eyes going wide as he stares down at the floor, and I

smirk. I doubt this man has been slapped anytime recently, if ever. He has the smug look of

someone used to being in charge.

But he’s in my house now.

“You’ll speak when we tell you to speak,” I growl, and then I turn to the head of my

–

reconnaissance team, who is standing against the wall, his hands on his knees, panting a little.

Craig isn’t a small man to see him so undone by the efforts suggests that this diminutive priest

is, indeed, powerful in other ways.

“How did you catch him?” I snap. Craig looks up at me and does his best to straighten up.

“We followed the leads, sir,” he replies, looking me in the eyes, “that we gleaned from the

conversation with the other priest, who wished to remain anonymous. They were…fruitful. We

found this one’s lair, for lack of a better word. It was actually in a sewer -in an abandoned

maintenance room. He was living there doing…” Craig hesitates and then shrugs. “Forgive me, Sir,

for the dramatic language, but ‘arcane magics‘ are the only words coming to my mind now. Lizard

skins…and and snail shells, in jars – he had a cauldron –”

“Thank you,” I say, interrupting and nodding towards the head of my investigative team. “You.

will give your details to Alastair, as soon as you can. For now, though I want everyone here for

the interrogation.” I lean forward towards the priest, who watches me with wary eyes and a

clenched jaw.

continue, lowering my voice and slowing my words, “will be

bloody, if need be.”

man, then, by baring his teeth at me in a little

him faulter. And then I step away,

ready to rip this man’s head off. Roger steps in

commands, his arms crossed as he looks down at

And what your people

just grins at Roger, a too–wide expression that shows

voice now. Roger stares at him blandly for

team standing behind

swiftly against the priest’s

priest’s body, making him shriek and twist in pain,

The priest goes a

the leg of

people want with my

though, as the priest looks up at Roger again

matter,” the priest says, shaking his head and holding

on his face. “You are already…too

starts to laugh – really, truly laugh, as

upstairs –

my heart stops as I recognize it,

Ella

by

it always is – shushing him quietly as he falls asleep

–

heard a little tapping sound at the glass of

expecting a little bird

me when I saw a black–masked face calmly tapping on my

I froze, as he quietly pointed to the basinet

for him.”

–

to go so fast – the man pulled back his arm, and made a fist, and

the window –

it should

room through the hole he made with his fist, the rest

cracking

–

the floor, only half an instant later, my instincts came

basinet behind me and screamed

into the corner now, Rafe in

feet at the foot of the window.

–

–

more more men behind him, working their way up to the window

unnaturally fast