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.”

my thoughts – my memories – my fears – my

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

up at her in desperation. “Do something melt this ice, unbind my gift – go out go out and kill her just something

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

in your world once in your life. And I will never, ever be able to do it again.

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

able to call upon me again. Ever, Ella. It is the last time we will speak outside of one of my

that the price for this magic is…. our bond. She looks steadily down into my eyes as she nods, realizing that I

just wanted you to know what the cost was, so you could save your

knowing I should think about it more – that

I nod. I let her know that I know the price, and though

right.” And for

lips grow warm and

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

magic of

sight. “You will always have a piece of me,” she says, reaching out hand to point towards my chest, where her gift grows warm.

then, quite suddenly, she is

back

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

my 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

Sinclair

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

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 myself to go after my son even though my

That it can’t-

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 as

me – she her hesitate in