Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate by Caroline Above Story

#Chapter 374 – Frozen

Ella

I scream at the top of my lungs – no words, just senseless agony – the moment the woman turns the corner and I lose sight of my child. The sound is horrible even to my own ears, but I can’t stop myself as I hurl myself against the ice that holds me, against which I ceaselessly fight.

A nurse stumbles into view, blood running down the length of her face, and she glances into the room where Hank is crumpled on the floor – where I’m frozen to the ground and gives a little sob before continuing to run away

Away from the priestess, who must be hurting people in her hurry to get out I stop screaming quiet suddenly when I see Hank twitch once again on the floor, see him begin to push to his feet-

“Hank!” I shout, desperate. “Please, Hank!”

He moans a little and turns to me, blinking hard, but then he gasps as he seems to put it all back together. Ella!” he shouts, frantic, turning to me, looking all around –

“No!” I gasp, looking hard towards the door, hoping to hell he takes my meaning. “Go! She she took him! She took Rafe! Go and get the baby!”

Hank nods once and forces himself to unsteady feet and then rushes to the door, pushing himself out of it. And then I lose sight of him and let out a little desperate wail of horror. Because there’s – there’s nothing I can do-

And the ice that surrounds me, it’s burning me in its cold – and I’m shivering so hard here beneath it but held so completely still that I can’t even feel myself shake-

Desperate, wailing, in complete panic, I press my eyes shut and try to think of something of anything that I can do

wounded in the next room – mate is out on some mission that I know, in my heart,

do – And so, sobbing, I do the only thing

myself into that state,

Sinclair

we drive. I refuse to allow them the dignity of

still, the idea of Ella in

I have to be by their side. Even if I don’t have any idea how I’ll be of any use to them when I get here. And I know that Roger feels precisely the

now – back to the city, back to the clinic – and I force myself to watch the

terrible decision to make, when we got in the car. Roger hesitated only for a moment, noting that

knew we had to get to them – to Cora, to Ella. To our children. It’s what our father would want us to do. But

that he got Ella, and Cora, and Rafe out through the trap door – but damn it, why had

and I feel the car slow down now. My eyes open as I see that we’re approaching the clinic. ” Dominic, what’s the plan

dashes a robed figure, her long hair streaming out behind her. I go tense as I

baby in her arms, that she’s running with him. And

cries reach my ears, I

I can do anything at all – a second figure dashes out after the Priestess, chasing after her, demanding that she

red when I see who

Hank.

pushing myself out of the door, but falling instantly to my knees as my body gives out on me – as my wounds protest and the

on the asphalt, willing myself to concentrate, to pull

can do to watch as a snarl rips from Roger, as he dashes towards the Priestess and Hank, who has caught up with her

Hank grabs him from the air,

gets Rafe secure in his arms – Hank looks up, his eyes going wide as

stumbles back two steps as I force myself to my feet, watching carefully. Because

fist back and again punching Hank, hard. Hank goes to his knees, but even as Roger reaches down for the baby, tries to pull my son from his arms,