Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate by Caroline Above Story

Chapter 126 – The Kidnap

Ella

The streets were all but empty as we drove through the darkened city. I suppose everyone is still inside watching the news or waiting for more information to be released about the attack. I understand that we needed to be off the grid so no one could track us electronically, but I wish I had my phone. I wish I knew what had happened. I’m impatient to see Sinclair, to hear what happened and make sure he isn’t wounded.

My wolf is whining in my head, eager to be reunited with her mate. I’ve been trying to avoid thinking about the danger Sinclair has been facing while I was safe and sound with my guards, but now that the crisis has pa*sed the possibilities consume me. I’m imagining returning home to find Sinclair covered in blood, his powerful shoulders crumpling under the weight of the lives he took tonight. He’s going to need me, and I’m already wondering how I can possibly comfort him when I don’t have the first clue what it’s like to go to war.

My guards are clearly focused on a very different train of thought. “Something still feels off to me.” Gabriel grumbles, scanning the deserted streets. “If the all clear is ringing, why hasn’t anyone come out yet?” He mutters, dragging a hand over his face.

“I think it feels off because it was a crazy situation to begin with.” Sean answers. “There’s never been an attack of this size in living memory.”

“Which is precisely why this is too soon for the danger to have pa*sed.” Gabriel shakes his head, slowing the car. “I don’t like this. I think we should go back.”

Just as the words leave his mouth, the sound of screeching brakes shatters the quiet. A black SUV with tinted windows skids to a stop in front of us, cutting off our path. Gabriel slams on the brakes and the car lurches to a violent stop. The guard beside me throws his arm out to prevent me from slamming into the back of the driver’s seat. His hand catches me in the sternum, stealing the air from my lungs.

car into reverse. We only make it a few meters when the vehicle slams to a stop again, this time colliding with a deafening crash. My body is jolted and jostled, and I whip around to see what we hit. A second SUV is behind us, blocking

understanding sets in. The battle isn’t over yet. We’ve walked into a trap, and Sinclair isn’t here to protect me this time. He’s so far away that there’s no chance he might make it back in time to help me. I have to trust

instructs. “We’re not going to get out of this without a few scrapes.” He forces his foot down on the accelerator, and the car surges backward at full speed. There’s nowhere to go, so our only option is to try and push the other car out of the way. It rocks and slides, nearly toppling, becoming dented and smashed inward as it hops

anything but try to minimize the damage to our bodies. Gla*s shatters somewhere on

Gabriel keeps trying to maneuver the vehicle around to give us an escape route, but the other cars have us completely surrounded. My head cracks against the window when the car ramming our side slams

My guards are climbing out

guards. I count at least three dozen, and part of me is furious that the Prince chose to send

like this. Gabriel, Sean and my other guards form a tight circle, their backs to one another as they bare their fangs and snarl at our attackers. The Prince’s men shift, and then they’re clashing viciously with my guards. Blood sprays over the pavement, and I see flesh

a couple of sick bags tucked into the seat-back pocket in front of me, and I snatch one up, emptying the contents of my stomach into the plastic sack. I blink tears from my eyes, unsure whether I want to close my eyes and hide from the horrific scenes outside my window, or if I should

are. It’s obvious that they truly are Sinclair’s best, because they look entirely unharmed even though half a dozen wolves already lay dead around them. Of course…

rip out his throat. I’ll never forget how his eyes swung to me with regret, even as the light winked out of them. Sobs burn in

I’m the one they want. I think desperately.

and then they will die. My wolf responds. Let them do

two others now. I shake my head stubbornly. I have

reminds me ferociously, they’ll kill the

anyway. I argue desperately, undiluted fear writhing in my belly.

air before he lands in a heap near the back of the car. He tries to get up, then crumples with a groan. Six wolves descend on him,