Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate by Caroline Above Story

#Chapter 365 – Assault

Sinclair

We move quickly through the sewers, getting to our launching point in less time than I had estimated it would take. I glance at my phone, not anticipating that we’d have been able to receive any messages from our home base, but disappointed regardless.

As our men range themselves on either side of the exit to the sewer, which will open directly onto Xander’s property, Roger turns to me.

“Ready for this?” he asks, his face tight.

I simply nod to him, doing my best to ignore my wolf prowling anxiously inside my chest. Then, as one, my brother and I move forward to the front of the line. If there’s any unexpected fire, I want us to take it – not our men.

Our men stand tense behind us in two lines as Roger slowly, silently, pushes open the door. And then, with one final glance at him, I’m through.

I pull myself out of the sewer and find myself in a garden with significant cover, which is good. We sent a drone to scope out the landscape, of course, but we hadn’t quite been able to discern the height of the plants. I crouch down immediately, looking around for anything suspicious, but am greeted only by silence – just the cool sounds of a large suburban garden at night.

I turn towards the Tudor house to my left – Xander’s home, where he’s been living since his brother left the throne. It looks…almost too innocent, too nice, to be housing such a maniacal man – who plots to get unsuspecting women pregnant and steal their babies. I shake my head, hating him anew, and then I turn back to the sewer to gesture my brother and our men forward.

sewer behind me, I move forward

were updated only ten years ago when Xander, apparently needing more

and inspect the double doors that will lead to a set of steep stairs that head down into the basement. My eyes flit over the

the chain in my hand, giving it a hard, sharp yank. It falls

he’s watching my every move. He frowns at the chain in my hand, and I know that

his mouth slathered in his stress. Can’t be – too easy no-no-

as I study the

the opportunity to infiltrate this man’s house with a full stock of healthy men just because it’s too easy? Isn’t it also very possible that, after twenty-some years of going unnoticed, that Xander has just begun to think of himself

sigh, signaling Roger forward. He’s at

do you think?” I murmur, looking between

his head. “But Dominic, I don’t know when we’re going to have a better chance to

snaps. I run a mental hand down his ruff, asking him to steady, but he shakes me

doors open and peering down

other door up and slip down the narrow stone stairs, peering into the darkness with my keen vision and working hard to determine if there is anything waiting for us down here. When I see nothing, I

We sweep the room as quickly as we can, using our hearing and our senses of smell to determine

down here for months,” Roger murmurs to me when we

and signal our men to

towards the first floor, listening closely for any noises from the house. But from our position behind

in, except for the two who we’ve left guard in the garden.

stop – he just holds my gaze steadily I press open the door to the

as if…well, as if it’s the middle of the night, and everyone is upstairs sleeping. Or…I hesitate to think it but the thought pops into my mind…as if nobody’s here at