Accidental Surrogate for Alpha

Chapter 332 – Red in Tooth and Claw

Ella

“NO!” I scream, but the word is transferred instantly to a roar as I transition into my wolf, my

but I barely bones and body shifting in a flash. It hurts – less than it did the first time, of course – notice it because I shake myself out of my captor’s hands and am halfway across the room at once, leaping for the man who holds Rafe, my jaws gaping. He goes a little pale, taking a step

backwards and putting out a hand towards me to stop me –

But that hand, it disappears into my mouth. And I snap my teeth down.

The man’s scream pierces my sensitive ears as my teeth meet together around his wrist, as I wrench my head to the side, tossing his torn hand aside, savoring the taste of his blood in my mouth. He screams again as he looks at the bloody stump I’ve left behind, as I prowl another step

forward –

But suddenly, I feel a great blow against my shoulder that sends me staggering sideways

And then, almost at the same instant, I hear what sounds like an explosion behind me – I don’t

turn to it, my eyes fixed on the man who holds my son in his arms – but I know, through the bond,

through some other wolf instinct, that it is Sinclair.

I don’t take my eyes off the man who holds Rafe, instead finding my feet and beginning to prowl

slowly forward towards him again. He backs up, step by step, looking over my shoulders at his

colleagues as they die. I can see the progress of the battle in his expression, in the fear that comes

into his eyes, in the blood that drains from his face as he realizes that he’s not getting out of this.

room. That he’s going to die here, but not until he watches all of his friends die first.

I hear the ripping sounds my mate makes in his gigantic wolf form, the screams of the masked

men as he takes them down, his snarls and his roars, the rending sound of flesh. And each blow

rings through me like a song as I bare my teeth at the man holding my child, as I stare him down.

It doesn’t take long for Sinclair to finish. I didn’t think it would.

—

only moments later though surely it was minutes – before I feel

fur until they

The only other man left alive in this room is my mate, and

me like

growl still

my mate, covered in our enemies‘ blood. Something soars in me at the sight of him like that – my warrior

Our

for just a moment, and then he sees the determination

does so, immediately, blood dripping from his trembling arm, knowing that his cause is lost – perhaps looking for some clemency

away from the man, from me, walking away from us, shushing our child and bobbing

then, it’s just me, and this man, and my

prowl another step forward.

hands towards me,

a waste of

my paws hitting him in the chest first and slamming him back

sink my teeth

me on top of him, growling down into his face

leaves his eyes.

turn back to my mate, who stands in the middle of

on one side into

my human body, standing up,

And then, with perfect control, I

wrap me in his arms as I stare down at my child, who cries

that echoes

means that

my job. I’ve kept him

Sinclair

me as Roger bursts into the room,

priest – to make sure that we

up here.

secure, they were to come and help.

my god,” Roger says, his eyes going wide as he looks at the blood all

– and at the

the –

look down at her, a little surprised at the cool calm

my brother. This is the woman who cried when she

told me that she won’t eat chocolate Easter bunnies because

a level of ferocity in my