Accidental Surrogate for Alpha

Sinclair

The rogues aren’t as smart as they think they are.

Their only chance would have been to attack me all at once. Instead they try to lunge at me two at a time, giving each other time to rest and rebound in between attacks. At first the first five seconds that is – it works.

The red wolf crashes into my side while a big gray beta slams into my right. Then the other two charge me, but as soon as I’ve seen what they’re about – l adapt.

The next time a wolf lunges for me I meet him head on, snatching his neck between my jaws and violently ripping into him with my fangs. As soon as he falls I turn on the other, slashing at the other wolves with my front and hind legs while my mouth rips the next attacker limb from limb. I’ve tasted their blood now, and my worry for Ella and the baby is growing stronger with every moment that passes.

These four would have been outmatched with me on a good day, but the Prince was an i**** to send them on the Solstice, and he was certainly a fool to have them attack my mate at the same time. Normal wolves can do extraordinary things to protect their families – and I’m no ordinary wolf.

Within minutes their bodies are scattered around me, and I don’t feel the slightest bit of remorse for killing them. These wolves are probably some of the same ones responsible for the attack at the canal, and while I might forgive an attack on me, I will never forgive an attack on my pack or the woman they believe is my mate.

Even if I was in a forgiving mood, I can’t afford to let them get word back to the Prince. The wolves after Ella will know she hasn’t shifted and they probably already communicated that with their friends. They’ll realize that Ella isn’t truly a she-wolf, and that secret is certainly going to die with them.

tried to lay a false trail l’m impressed, and when I realize she’s gone into the stream I’m both proud and terrified.

relieved to find Ella alive – and I am – but nothing prepared me for the primal fury I would feel actually seeing these wolves go after my sweet little human. The sounds of her cries egg me

red haze, and I don’t even remember killing the rogues. One moment there’s nothing but the blood roaring in my ears and the taste of blood on my fangs, and the next I’m opening my eyes to a scene of utter C*****e. l can’t recall ever inflicting so much damage on an enemy, I’ve literally torn them to shreds, and only too late

form and use some snow to wash the blood from

and I try to steady my heaving breath. “It’s alright, little one.” I

gone. They

and I remember the way she went into shock after the first attack. My Goddess, I think bitterly. Only a month together and there’s already

can smell her blood, though it isn’t as strong as the rogue’s. Of course, that’s not saying much, all the blood that was once inside them is now out, but it doesn’t

she could have broken bones or frostbite and

to lure her out of hiding. “You did so well evading them and finding a hiding place, sweetheart.” I praise. “You gave me time to reach you, but now you have to help me and come out so I can take care

me. Her beautiful eyes are clenched tightly shut, tears streaming down her cheeks as she clamps her hands over her ears, rocking back and forth in the small space. I doubt she can hear me, and I have a feeling she wouldn’t see me even if she opened

wounds where she must have been shielding herself from the attacker’s arms reaching in after her, and I immediately know reaching in myself will only frighten her more. I purr more loudly, and Ella’s body seems to jolt, but just as quickly she doubles down, as if she’s trying to block out the sensations – as if she doesn’t trust them. I never knew my heart could break just having someone refuse my comfort,

here until you’re ready to come out, but it’s too

know she can’t hear me, but I continue talking to her in the hopes that she might come back to