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-

And then Roger turns slowly and looks at me, taking me in from head to

slamming the door shut and stalking

as he blatantly ignores Hank. “It’s a crisis – Ella and Sinclair

hour –”

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all over – and then finally spotting my phone, wedged between the pillows of the couch. I dash to it and grab it and see that Roger is

1. do.

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this all about “I stutter in fear, my heart suddenly in my throat. I can’t grasp the whole situation – but there’s something about Rafe,

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“but they need

1,

mayo!?

“God, Cora, let’s go – you can ask all of these questions in

shout.” God, Roger, give me ten seconds! Obviously I’m coming!” I rip my arm from his

Hank asks, all steady cool and deliberation. I glance 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

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

interrupting one of Hank’s readings.

the door, fed up with his impatience. “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 behind my ears as Hank crosses the room to me and hands me my phone, lifting one hand to

cheek and

cover his and shaking my head a

pound comes again and I realize, suddenly, 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, moving away from Hank. “We’d better get moving before he rips

down,” I hear Roger growl, disgruntled, but I just roll my eyes and

I ask,

swiftly to keep up with me. We pa*s through the door together and then awkwardly wait for Hank to catch

I say, giving him a smile as I lean down to

he replies, and I can hear the smile in his voice even

almost yanked off