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-

my bedroom, pulling on his shirt. And then Roger turns slowly and looks at me, taking

hiss, filling the void that his silence left as I slamming the

to me as he blatantly ignores Hank. “It’s

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

1. do.

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I can’t grasp the whole situation –

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hand around my upper arm, “but they need you. It’s something

up at 1, SIUCkEU.

mayo!?

yells. “God, Cora, let’s go – you

his fury, his worry and his impatience, but all it breeds in me is defiance. “Fine!” I shout.” God, Roger, give me ten seconds! Obviously I’m coming!” I rip my arm from his hand and glare at him as I move towards my

at him, my stomach warming. At least he’s good in 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

wrenches to think of what my sister is going through as I hurriedly pull on some sporty leggings

banging on my door, interrupting one of Hank’s readings. “Seriously!? What’s taking so

“God damn Alpha bullshit…” I mutter as I pull on my sneakers, not bothering to tie the laces. Then, I stand up, tucking my hair

he says softly, rubbing his thumb over my cheek and looking into my eyes. “Are

I sigh, lifting my hand to cover his and shaking

that of course Roger has wolf hearing and is using it to spy

in my eyes, but then I nod towards it. “Come on,” I say,

it down,” I hear Roger growl, disgruntled, but I just roll

ask, breezing past

snarls, walking swiftly to keep up with me. We pa*s through the door together and then

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

can hear the smile in his voice even as I concentrate on my keys. “You’ll let me know how it

almost yanked off my feet by someone grabbing my hand and tugging me