Accidental Surrogate for Alpha novel Chapter 374

#Chapter 374 – Betrayer

Roger

“My phone,” Dominic murmurs as I look over his wounds. “Fuck your phone,” I murmur, shaking my head and leaning closer to a deep slice on his stomach that makes me hiss with anxiety.

“Roger,” Dominic snaps, and I look up at him with a frown. “The priest – he said the master had Rafe. Check my fucking phone – Ella will…” his head. 1 falls back, exhausted. But I interpret his meaning. So, I reach for his back pocket. Dominic moans loudly as I turn him a little so that I can get behind him, but eventually I get the phone and flick through it, my face going pale at what I see.

“Shit,” I murmur, flipping through the messages first from our father’s phone and then an unfamiliar number.

“What?” he asks.

“They don’t have Rafe,” I sigh, tucking the phone into my own back pocket. ” The priest was wrong about that. The baby’s still with Ella and Cora. But…” I sigh, and Dominic opens his eyes to look at me, bidding me silently to tell him everything I know. “They attacked the bunker when we left. The girls got out through the passage – they had to leave dad behind. And…Cora’s hurt,” I say, working hard to get the words out steadily. “They went to Hank, to try to patch them up.”

Dominic’s eyes go wide now. “Ella’s gift?”

“Bound,” I say, shaking my head. “I don’t know how-”

“Doesn’t matter,” my brother murmurs, and then to my shock – he curls his body to sit up, almost screaming at the pain it causes him.

“Dominic!” I shout, putting my hands on his shoulders, but he works to swat me away, so I back off.

“We have to get to them,” Dominic says, panting and holding my eyes. We can’t – we can’t trust Hank…”

Slowly, I hold his eyes and shake my head. “Let me go, Dominic,” I say, shaking my head. “You’re in,” I hesitate, but when I look at the blood seeping from his wounds I know that I’m right. “You’re in bad shape.”

He just glares at me and I sigh, knowing it’s a lost cause.

“Fine,” I say, giving a little shrug and working to put my arm beneath my brother’s shoulder to help him up. “But if you fall to pieces on the way, don’t blame me.”

Dominic mutters something in response as we get him panting to his feet, but I ignore it, seeing Conor coming close.

“Nothing, Sir,” Conor reports, looking anxiously towards my brother. “No one else here. If the man – Xander if he was here, he’s not anymore. What can I

“Nothing,” I snap. But then I rethink the command. “Actually – get the cars close. We need transport, now. You take all the men – injured and healthy – back to the bunker. They were attacked when we were gone – they’ll need reinforcements. Dominic and I…”

“The Lunas,” Conor says, giving us a quick salute. “I understand.”

And then, his face serious, Conor turns and starts to give commands to the men. “That one needs a promotion,” I murmur to my brother.

“Later,” Dominic sighs, his eyes on the stairs. “Right now, let’s just figure out how the hell we’re getting me out of this house.”

Ella

My eyes dart to Hank, going immediately wide. And suddenly, Henry’s ideas echo in my mind. That we can’t trust Hank. That he’s gotten too close to our family too quickly. That he’s an ambitious, eager man who has worked suspiciously hard to work to a place of trust with our inner circle.