Accidental Surrogate for Alpha

#Chapter 368 – Trap

Ella

“Ella!” Cora screams as one of the men comes around her side of the car and starts to bash at her window with a crowbar, the glass cracking and then beginning to fall inside the car. But I have no time to respond I’m already – unbuckling my belt and throwing myself into the back seat towards my child, who screams bloody murder.

My eyes flash to the other side of the car, where another man is approaching, raising his own crowbar to begin bashing the windows. I panic now- we’re trapped, utterly trapped, no way to get out of the car –

He starts to smash at the back window, working to get in towards Rafe and I, and I make a snap decision, instantly transforming into my wolf and, as the crowbar breaks through the window, grabbing it between my teeth and yanking as hard as I can –

The man shouts, pulled off balance so that his arm is fully in the back of the car now, and I drop the crowbar – ignoring the ringing in my jaw and teeth- and snap again, higher this time, my teeth sinking into the flesh of his elbow and upper arm. He screams, trying to yank back, but I sink back into my haunches, snarling, letting him rip his arm to shreds as he tries to pull away from me –

He leaves quite a bit of blood behind as he withdraws his hand and arm from the car, dropping the crowbar as he goes – and I transform back into my body, turning towards my screaming son but distracted again as I hear Cora scream-

I gasp, spinning towards her, and see the man who broke into her window almost fully in the car now – grabbing her a knife in his hands-

And in horror I watch as he raises that knife high into the air and then sinks it, viciously, into the flesh of her back – and then wrenches his hand to the side to drag it through her flesh –

But before he can get far I am flying for him, my nails turning to talons at the edge of my fingers that I sink first deep into his arm –

As he shrieks and drops his knife, I rip my claws again over his face, his neck, his shoulders – anywhere I can reach

Screaming in fear, the man withdraws from the window to the left side of the car and I hurl myself out after him, shifting again into my wolf before leaping for him – savaging him in any way I can –

I don’t stop until he stops crying out, stops making noise, and then I turn to see the man with the shredded arm leaning back into the car-reaching for my son and I leap for him next.

His death is quick, his life’s blood running off my chin as I transform back into a woman, as I turn to look for the priest.

I turn to see him standing in front of the car, his dark magic still whirling around his hands and extending outwards towards the car, working to keep us in place.

you leave now,” I growl, striding forward towards him, “I will let you live. But

little girl,”

And so I do.

extend into their talons, let my teeth sharpen

the dark shadows wrap around my neck, my

back – feel my claws

at me again before lowering me, panting, back to the

confusion, in wonder, for a second while he shakes his head at me. “What now, little girl?” he murmurs, cocking his head at me with a filthy smirk. “What do you have to fight with now that your wolf is

– and try to

gasp, stumbling backwards a

But – nothing –

from him, desperate, knowing that I – I can’t

he takes one wicked step towards me when both of us snap our heads to the side at the sound of the car’s tires squealing, the engine revving

bend in half before sending him

I’m instantly in

set my eyes on her – – blood – so much blood and

watch I realize that she’s moving into the passenger seat so that I

around frantically, trying to

at my screaming child, making sure that he’s still strapped in. Then, as soon

few steps, staring at the priest who suddenly comes into view but who is not moving, a wide red puddle starting to form

my heart racing,

over at her, seeing

murmurs to me, –

real, Cora! Tell me what’s happening! Don’t try

press the car harder, flying down the roads at what is probably a reckless speed, praying to the depths of me that we don’t

eyes flash open and I glance at her. “I’m serious, Ella,” she pants, pressing a hand to her back where she’s bleeding. “It was a – a glancing

It would” she gasps when I hit a bump and I grimace when I see the