Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate by Caroline Above Story

#Chapter 315 – Determination

Ella

I gasp and quickly reach out my hand to clasp Roger’s. I feel that he is just as tense as I am as we

both sit on the end of the bed, staring at Cora.

Leon flicks his gaze to me and gives me a very subtle shake of his head and a tiny frown. It’s a small gesture, but the meaning is clear: I absolutely must not disturb Cora’s state. As a precaution, I raise a hand to my mouth and cover it, knowing that in the upcoming moments I may hear

details that make me react involuntarily.

Roger squeezes my other hand tightly as Leon continues.

“Cora,” Leon continues, curious. “I admit that I am intrigued by this man, this priest. Can you tell

me more about him? What details do you remember?”

“It’s…hard,” Cora says, and I see her brow ruffle. “He…he didn’t want me to remember.”

“That’s very frustrating,” Leon continues, his voice like honey. “Just tell me what you see.”

“He’s tall,” Cora says, her frown deepening. “He has pale skin and dark hair…he’s not old, but not

young. His robe is black.” She gives a little shrug and huffs a sigh through her nose. I can see that

she’s frustrated, even in her hypnotic state.

“That’s all right, Cora, that’s wonderful detail,” Leon says soothingly. I hear Roger’s mouth pop

open and snap my head to him, but Leon holds up one finger towards us, begging patience while

he continues.

“What happened next, my dear?” Leon asks.

“He told me,” she says, sighing, “to destroy the sample in my hand – to wash it down the sink, and then discard the vial. And then, once I did that,” she sighs, almost peaceful again, “he had me go to the other freezer – the one with the shifter samples and to take out number 7285692. So I did. And then I prepared that, and tested it for motility, and when it was ready,” she shrugs, “I went into the exam room and helped Ella.”

“Thank you, Cora,” Leon says smoothly, smiling at her. “That is wonderful detail. You’ve

remembered it all so beautifully.” Then, he turns to Roger and nods, giving him permission to take control of the investigation.

“Cora,” Roger says, releasing my hand and crossing his arms over his chest. “Can you hear me?”

“Roger?” she asks, her eyes still closed. “What are you doing here in my lab?”

“I’m just…visiting…” he says awkwardly, clearly not very good at the kind of play acting that Cora’s

hypnosis requires.

not allowed to be back here,” she says,

as if remembering that she had no protests about a strange

of her will and made her

a hard nudge with my elbow

communicating that he needs to be nice to my sister. This

her fault.

my terms. “Cora,” he continues, “what did the priest say to

Did he ask you to…forget anything? Or

her head to the side

a white light…and then he

you took the sample,” Roger asks, “and you didn’t know to whom

folding her hands in her lap, looking

was the right sample. I

murmurs rea*suringly next

onto

says again. “Did you ever see the priest again?” he asks, “after that day?”

shrug. But

sits up, peering at her closely, and then looks

may have hit on something here but…..perhaps, just asked

wrong question.

she says, her

quickly standing up and moving to her side, sitting back down on the bed and

Ella,” she says, her voice wavering a little bit,

as I can. “You said you don’t remember seeing the man in

you ever

starting to tremble. She turns

tightly. “Ella…”

say, worried, glancing between her and

terror, her eyes flying open, and she

screams.

screams are unending – she barely draws breath before the next

I shout, throwing my body across her, working to

shot at her side, his hands shaking. But suddenly Roger is

over and

all the time she’s

—

now, reaching for her face, calling her name – and

screams subside, and she comes back to

my hands to her cheeks as tears slip down her face. She looks

panting, starting to sob.

and I wrap my sister

of the situation, watches us for a second

him bursts open and

is she all right?” he gasps, moving