Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate by Caroline Above Story

#Chapter 358 – Careful, Trouble

Sinclair

Everyone’s head snaps up and towards the door as we hear the footsteps pounding down the hall towards the closed door of the conference room. I can feel the aggression fill the air – almost smell it, even as all around me hackles raise and teeth are bared at the sudden noise at what sounds like an a*sailant –

Next to me, Roger begins to raise from his seat, his eyes fixed on the door, ready to attack whatever comes through –

But instantly I grab his collar, shoving him back down into his seat. “Down!” I order, my voice ringing out with Alpha command, and heads instantly turn to me, obedient but confused-

But I just shake my head a little bit, my eyes fixed on the door. Because I know those footsteps, know their cadence. Only Ella would barrel heedlessly towards a room of wary male wolves who can’t see or smell their attacker –

But I barely have time to heave half a sigh before she bursts through the door, shouting “Dominic!”

Everyone in the room jumps to the feet, but I’m already halfway across the room to her, grabbing her out of the air as she leaps up at me, catching her in my arms and turning to snarl at my men, warning them to contain themselves –

But Ella, true to form, doesn’t even notice the fact that she scared the hell out of all of us that she almost got herself torn to ribbons –

it towards her. “It’s

down my own Alpha instincts and trying, simultaneously, to listen to her and look towards my men to ensure that no one is doing anything

on!” she says, wiggling wildly in her struggle to get out of my arms. You have to come and see! Bring the

my men are not on the edge of an attack, despite her heedless burst into the room.

orders, laughing and still struggling in my arms. I blink, trying to process what’s happening, but I obey, putting her back down on her feet. She instantly dashes away to where Rafe is sleeping in his carrier on the floor, grabbing it by the handle and then running back

calls again, her glee and energy infectious despite the fact that she hadn’t even

glance at Roger and my dad to see them laughing a little and shaking their heads, and then I sigh and let Ella pull me from the room, figuring that the risk is gone and she is clearly not going to let whatever this is rest until she tells me what she’s

as she pulls me out of the room, leaning back a little to put my weight in my heels to slow her. “Where are

looking over her shoulder at me gleefully and pulling harder at my hand.

go of her hand so that she’s obliged, against

my real confusion, Ella shakes her head, laughs again, and then turns fully to

at the mention of his name. But she barrels onward and I let her. “I used my mother’s gift and I healed someone, Dominic!” she says, beaming up at me. “It was so easy! I just …accessed the gift! And nudged it towards his wound! And he’s fixed! And I can do it again, and

I listen and I figure out what she’s saying. “What?” I gasp, my eyes going wide. “Are you are you serious, Ella?” I ask, looking sharply down the hall towards the little makeshift medical center we set up. If she’s serious – if she can use the

says, laughing again and coming close to me, pressing herself against me and looking up warmly

at her, marveling at my little mate. “You’re a miracle,

says, wrinkling her nose at me and then laughing. But suddenly she’s moving again, tugging

as amazing as she suggested that they would be. Some of what Ella does is familiar – I’ve seen her access the gift before, after all,

the time she opens