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-

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

I slamming the door shut and stalking forward to give him a shove. “You scared the hell out of

he blatantly ignores Hank. “It’s a crisis – Ella and Sinclair have been blowing

hour –”

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the couch. I dash to it and grab it and see that Roger is right that Ella has been calling me for the past hour, as well as sending texts. I quickly flick through

1. do.

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

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“but they need you. It’s something about the sperm bank, they think they want to

up at 1, SIUCkEU. Vildt? ne

mayo!?

yells. “God, Cora, let’s go – you can

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

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?

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 pregnancy, I had thought this was

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

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

a pretty good summary of the messages,” he says softly, rubbing his thumb over my cheek and looking into

to cover his and shaking my head a little. “Thank you,

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

but then I nod towards it. “Come on,” I

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

I ask,

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

Hank,” I say, giving him a smile as I lean down to lock my apartment

his voice even as I concentrate on my keys. “You’ll let me know how it

but suddenly I’m almost yanked off my feet by someone grabbing my hand and tugging me