Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate by Caroline Above Story

#Chapter 375 – The Cost Ella

My internal screaming continues, echoing through me as I grab whatever bond I have to my Goddess mother and pull on it as hard as I can –

And I’m still screaming, there, in my mind and honestly maybe from my throat as well, I’m too far beyond myself now to know – when suddenly…

…She’s here.

My mother’s presence materializes first in my mind as she reaches for me, worried.

“Ella!” I hear her say, her voice chiming against my own frantic screams, “Ella, I am here!”

Shocked shocked to feel her, shocked that it worked – I find myself thrown out of my meditative state and into my own body, which is still freezing cold. But when my eyes fly open I gasp to see that she’s-

She’s actually here. Not just present in my mind – but standing before me. And as I blink frantically, letting my eyes adjust, I realize that she’s not… physically here. Not in the way she was when we met her in the desert. But she’s here in her spirit – she presents herself before me in an echo of her true form, a glowing, beautiful specter that reaches her hands out towards me.

“Mother!” I gasp. “Mom please – I need my baby – please release me -”

“Ella,” she says, coming forward and reaching for me, though her hands can’t quite touch my face. I feel her, though something about her touch tingles against my cheeks as she tries and fails to take my face in her hands. ” I don’t understand, child – I don’t know what’s happening -”

And then I’m sobbing, looking up at her, desperate for her to know but so cold now so incredibly cold – and unable to find the words to express it all-

“Close your eyes, darling,” she murmurs, looking down at me with her beautiful, glowing face. “Show me.”

shut and, sobbing, I press my thoughts – my memories – my fears – my ideas everything forward towards her. And I hear her gasp at first in

right, Ella,” she says softly, and I open my eyes again to see her shaking her head at me. “Your gift is

in desperation. “Do something melt this ice, unbind my gift – go

as well as her hesitation. We are from different realms – I know she is bound by rules different than me – but I can’t believe that there’s not something she

face goes grim. “Once, Ella,” she says, her face hard. “There is a way that I can interfere physically in your world once in your life. And I will never, ever be able

is nothing else – – no other situation that I could

be able to call upon me again. Ever, Ella.

magic is…. our bond. She looks steadily down into

to me. “I just wanted you to

knowing I should think about it

that I know the price, and

murmurs and then she leans forward and presses her lips against my forehead. “It will be all right.”

her lips grow warm and

ripping and gnashing inside me at the injustice done to her,

knowing that she has used the magic

begins to fade from my sight. “You will always have a piece of me,” she says, reaching

then, quite suddenly,

back to myself realizing

like a few long minutes with my mother, only seconds have passed

son. Now. So I reach within myself, accessing the gift burning now, hot within me. And I hold onto it, and access its strength, and let it

Sinclair

lets out a roar of rage, dashing away from Hank who sits limp on the ground outside the clinic, holding his

shifting into my wolf and bellowing in pain as I do so, as the wounds on my skin stretch horribly, as I feel my inner organs shift into my wolf form and the injuries in them scream in protest against it. But I’m in full panic now, running on fear and adrenaline, pushing

That it can’t-

son. She’s locked in my sight now, her form growing continually larger as I stream towards her, as I ignore

moment that she hears me –