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-

Roger

his silence left as I slamming the door shut and stalking forward to give him a shove. “You scared the hell out

snapping out of his shock and turning his attention to me as he blatantly ignores Hank. “It’s a crisis – Ella and Sinclair have been blowing up your

hour –”

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dash to it and grab it and see that Roger is right that

1. do.

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

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

1,

mayo!?

go – you can ask all of these questions in the

I’m coming!” I rip my arm from his hand and glare at him as I move towards my bedroom door, giving Hank a not–too–gentle nudge back into the

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?

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

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

my sneakers, not bothering to tie the laces. Then, I stand up, tucking

over my cheek and looking into my eyes. “Are you going to be all right? Is there any way I can

to cover his and shaking my head a little.

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

nod towards it. “Come on,”

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

ask, breezing

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

as I lean down to lock my apartment door. “For the

smile in his voice even as I concentrate on my keys. “You’ll let me

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