Accidental Surrogate for Alpha

#Chapter 452- On the Edge

Ella

My eyes flick to Jessica’s to find her gaze already on me. I stare at her, hoping she can intuit, hoping she has the courage to run when –

“If you think my human sister is a bitch,” I say, taking another precise step forward, forcing Xander to rise his foot to take his final step back. As that foot falls, I bare my teeth. “Then just wait until you really meet me.”

And as Xander places that foot down, and it falls on the edge of the stair that he didn’t know was there, I bare my teeth and transform in a flash.

Xander’s foot slips and slides unsteadily to the step below, unbalancing him. He flings out an arm to balance himself and while he keeps one hand steadily on Jessica –

As I hoped, the hand he flings out for balance is the one that holds the knife.

The moment she feels the cold press of it leave her neck, Jessica screams and rips herself away from Xander. His hand is still knotted in her hair and I swear I hear it rip from her scalp as I leap for him, but I can’t turn and see

Instead, I’m already in the air in my wolf’s body, sailing for him, my teeth bared. His eyes are wide as my paws slam into his shoulders, as I take him down to the ground.

A garbled scream falls from his mouth as he whips the knife in his hand toward my side, but it’s too late.My teeth are already closing around his throat, digging deep.

The dagger cuts me, I can feel it, but it slides away from my skin to clatter on the ground as Xander’s body crashes into the stone steps. My jaws close, my teeth meeting, and instincts take over as I shake my head, ripping the life from him as I tear his flesh.

I feel him go still beneath me quickly, leaving no time for a last gasp or a final word.

I did my job well.

My chest heaving, I stand above him for a moment, looking down into his face, making sure his eyes are dead.

And then I disdainfully step away, wanting nothing more to do with him, wanting the taste of his putrid blood out of my mouth.

I transform back into my human body as I continue to stand above him, my shoulders still heaving, and I drag an arm across my face, wiping the blood away from my mouth with my sleeve as much as I can.

around us, shouting orders and I blink suddenly, brought instantly away from my primal instincts to protect and back to my reality, where I’m standing above a dead man

is for Jessica, and I turn,

flashes ahead of me and turn wide-eyed back to the stairs. Because I realize with quick

in the middle of a city on a night when we hosted a very

are crowded with people who look at me in shock. And press, who snap

panic and stare out at the flashing cameras, but then suddenly – quite suddenly – everything is chaos. An arm grabs me and I look up into Conner’s face,

when I hear Jessica’s voice, screaming her sister’s

Sarah,” I say on a gasp,

his arm but he won’t let me go, so I glare up at him. “Seriously, Ella,” he says, his voice low as

“But she -”

me, “she’s conscious – let us take her inside, you can

up at him, blinking a little, and then I nod, agreeing to it, realizing that he’s right. Because I am panicking right now, and

then stands straight, supporting me as I step away from Xander’s lifeless form. Conner’s hand is still supportively around my arm as we begin to stride towards the entrance to the

shout, seeing that the girl is scared and struggling against the guards who hold her back from her sister, at whose side

her head to me, her eyes

they see my serious face. Jessica rushes to

her close to my un-cut side, wrapping my arm around her. “The doctors are going to bring Sarah in,”

says, looking back, “do you promise she’s all

say quietly, meaning every word of it. “We just all need to get

too little for that. The doctors – they’re going to

shakily, pressing herself closer to my side, but she trusts me

form fills it, and my knees go almost shaky with relief as

Jessica with

now, knowing that I’m safe, and he steps back as Sinclair takes a step forward, his face livid and scared and

to me and glancing momentarily down at Jessica and over at Conner, assessing them as threats

place my hand on his cheek, shaking my

releases a slow and steady breath. The rage and fear still burns in him, I know, but it’s tempered now with the knowledge that I’m okay. He opens

need to get her in,” I say, my eyebrows