Accidental Surrogate for Alpha

#Chapter 331 – 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.

and slowing my words,

need be.”

then, by baring his teeth at

at him, which makes him faulter. And then I step away, secretly grateful for

are tensed, ready to rip this man’s head off. Roger steps in to take my

us,” Roger commands, his arms crossed as he looks down at the

what your people

expression that shows all

him blandly for

of the reconnaissance team standing behind the priest who whips forward a

swiftly against the priest’s

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

goes a little slack

the chair to get the priest’s attention. “What

with

though, as the priest looks up at Roger again and just huffs a short, humorless

matter,” the priest says, shaking his head

on his face.

– really, truly laugh, as a crash of

upstairs –

as I recognize

Ella

by Rafe’s basinet, one

always is – shushing him quietly as he

–

tapping sound at the glass of

curiously, expecting a little bird – maybe a squirrel –

terror flooded me when I saw a black–masked face calmly tapping on my window, grinning

I froze, as he quietly pointed to the basinet and

coming for him.” (2)

–

man pulled back

window

– it should have broken his hand

into the room through the hole he made

the window cracking

–

hit the floor, only half an instant later, my instincts came back to me, and

child’s rolling basinet behind me and screamed

into the corner now, Rafe

foot of the window. As he stands, my heart jumps

–

–

working their way up to the window and through

fast

on his feet now, grinning at