Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate by Caroline Above Story

Chapter 348 – Triage

Ella

“It’s been too long,” I mutter, twisting my fingers together with my eyes fixed on the hard iron door of the bunker. I have one hand on Rafe’s little carrier as he sleeps peacefully beside the two uncomfortable chairs that Cora and I dragged down the hall, wanting to be as close to the entrance as possible so that we get news as soon as it comes.

“Ella,” Cora seethes through her teeth. “You have got to stop saying that. You’re making me freak out.”

“It’s not me that’s making you flip out,” I retort, angry. “It’s our idiot mates, who insisted on leaving here four hours ago and haven’t called once to let us know that they’re all right -”

But then, as if my words are magic, the door bangs open and Cora and I instantly leap up from our seats.

I gasp, almost breaking into tears when I see that the first figure through the door is my mate. I hurl myself towards Sinclair, intent on wrapping him in my arms, but I come to a skidding stop as I realize that he’s carrying one of his men, unconscious and bloody and

“Oh my god,” I gasp, my hands flying to my mouth as I stop and actually look at my mate 1 notice the burns that have ripped through his clothes, leaving red welts across his exposed skin

Notice the horrible burned flesh of the man in his arms –

Sinclair’s eyes linger on me for half a longing second before moving sharply to my sister. “Cora,” he gasps, “help – it’s bad -”

him away, shaking his head. “No, Cora,”

horrified now as I understand what my mate means, as I see my sister’s face go pale. But she snaps immediately into her professional

my nurse now, all

and reaching down to grab Rafe’s carrier and sling it over

largest room,” she demands, turning her attention back to Sinclair. Then she turns, pointing down

of the men begin to stumble through the door. The hall is immediately filled with the sound of pain

prepared. I can’t help myself from turning towards the injured men who stumble through the door, my attention immediately going

I can. Lean on me,” I demand, beginning to move forward as I feel his body shift hard against

also balance Rafe’s carrier against my other arm, hoping to hell that he doesn’t collapse

we make it – following the men who can walk by themselves through the door into what looks

cannot walk into a single bed and, seeing other men taking seats on bed and chairs around the room, I move the young man on my shoulder to the closest bed, holding steady while he takes his weight off

all right?” I ask, leaning over

hand at me. “It hurts but it’s nothing bad – thank you, Luna,” he murmurs, leaning his head back

moving swiftly away, holding

pressing myself up

to Rafe, who cries a little in his carrier. Sinclair lingers, looking at his son, for just for a moment before looking

course,” I say, touching Sinclair lightly on the arm and urging him

Cora stops Sinclair by grabbing his hand. He turns to her, torn, wanting to

breathes,

looking steadily into her eyes for a split second. “He’s out helping some

shaking as she exhales a deep breath and stands for a moment with her eyes

clockwise around the room,” she says, a calm efficiency setting over her. “You call out to me if anyone looks like they need me desperately – otherwise, you ask each man his name and what’s wrong. Take