Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate by Caroline Above Story

#Chapter 312 – Reinforcements

Cora

Hank and I are tangled in the sheets of my bed, talking softly to each other about nothing, when suddenly I hear a pounding on my door – a dangerous, feral, fervent sound.

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“What the hell is that,” Hank gasps, sitting up and whipping his head to look towards the front of

my apartment.

“I–I don’t know “I stutter, fear racing through me. The pounding halts for a moment and we both sit there, frozen, not knowing what to do. Then, suddenly, a voice breaks through the silence.

“Cora!” it shouts, and my jaw drops a little because…well, because I know that voice. “Open the

damn door, Cora!”

“Oh my god,” I murmur, standing up and wrapping my naked body in my sheets – weirdly bashful in this moment. As I do, the pounding starts again.

“Do you know who it is?” Hank asks, hurriedly getting out of bed and pulling his pants on

“Yes,” I breathe, quickly switching the sheets for my robe hanging on the back of my door and

then rushing through the living room. “It’s fucking…”

But Hank, standing at the doorway to my bedroom, sees for himself the moment I pull the door

open.

Roger’s fist is still raised as my door flies open, but he drops it as he glares down at me.

“God damn it, Cora,” he growls, storming past me into the apartment, “don’t you ever check your

pho-

the moment he sees Hank standing in the doorway to my bedroom, pulling on his shirt. And then Roger turns slowly and looks at me, taking me in from head to toe in my bathrobe. He doesn’t say a

doing here, Roger?!” I hiss, filling the void that his silence left as I slamming the door shut and stalking forward to give him

of his shock and turning his attention to me as he blatantly

hour –”

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couch. I dash to it and grab it and see that Roger is right that Ella has been calling me for the past

1. do.

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in my throat. I can’t grasp the whole situation – but there’s something about Rafe, and kidnapping, and

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upper arm, “but they need you.

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mayo!?

– you can ask all of

I’m coming!” I rip my arm from his hand and glare at

a crisis. I hand Hank my phone as I move to my dresser. “Can you give me a summary of Ella’s texts as I get dressed? I can’t

nods, brisk, and does as I ask, reading some of the texts aloud to me, skipping through the ones that he deems less important. Overall I get the gist and my heart wrenches to think of what my sister is going through as I hurriedly pull on some sporty leggings and a t–shirt. After all that she went through with the

one of Hank’s readings. “Seriously!? What’s taking

up with his impatience. “God damn Alpha bullshit…” I mutter as I pull on my sneakers, not bothering to tie the

summary of the messages,” he says softly, rubbing his thumb over my cheek and looking into my eyes. “Are you going to be all

sigh, lifting my hand to cover his and shaking my

pound comes again and I realize, suddenly, that of course Roger has wolf hearing and is using it to spy

it. “Come on,” I say, moving away from Hank. “We’d better

rip it down,” I hear Roger growl, disgruntled, but I just roll my eyes and pull the door

ask, breezing past

he snarls, walking swiftly to keep up with me. We pa*s through the

say, giving him a smile as I lean down to lock my apartment door. “For the food and…the nice

even as I concentrate on my keys. “You’ll

respond, turning towards him, but suddenly I’m almost yanked off my feet by someone grabbing