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.”

I press my eyes 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 shock,

open my eyes again to see her shaking her head at me. “Your gift

melt this ice, unbind

– I know she is bound by rules different than me – but I can’t believe that there’s not something

can interfere physically in your world once in your life. And I will never,

gasp, desperate. There is nothing else – – no other situation that I could imagine that could be

“You will…not be able to call upon

gasp as I look up at her, as I realize that the price for this magic is…. our bond.

she says softly to me. “I just wanted you to know what

her, knowing I should think about it

part of me does. Sharply, I nod. I let her know that I know the price, and

and presses her lips against my forehead. “It will be all right.” And for a moment the press

her lips grow warm and corporeal against

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

– knowing that she has used the magic of our bond to unbind my wolf and her gift. And in

“You will always have a piece of me,”

suddenly, she is

blink back to myself

even though that felt like a few long minutes with my mother, only seconds

now, hot within me. And I hold onto it, and access its strength, and let it burn through me – through my mind, my

Sinclair

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

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

That it can’t-

I ignore it, forcing myself forward beyond the pain, sprinting towards the priestess who carries my son. She’s locked in my sight now, her form growing continually larger

she hears me – she her hesitate in