Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate (PDF) novel Chapter 6

Chapter 6 – He’s a werewolf

Ella

“Your pup?” I parrot, realizing I must sound like an idiot the way I keep repeating him – but it’s all too strange and surreal. I feel like I’m having a dream – one that may or may not be a nightmare. “What are you talking about?”

I might have been admiring his physical prowess a little while ago, but now I’m back to thinking Dominic Sinclair is just plain terrifying. I’ve known my fair share of bad men, but none of them have ever intimidated me the way he does. It’s like he’s superhuman, giving off waves of energy that make me want to curl up into a little ball at his feet.

“You.” He narrows his eyes at Cora, then gestures to me. “Is this what you did with my sperm, you inseminated your friend?”

“Of course not!” She objects hotly, though there’s a noted shake in her voice. “Yes, I inseminated Ella last week, but not with your sperm. She chose a donor from our client dossier.”

“You’re lying.” He accuses, stating the accusation as if it’s fact. “Ella clearly knew about the samples – since she came to plead your case –”

“You did that?” Cora blinks at me.

“Yes, but I was only trying to help. I thought he might show you mercy if he realized you would never do anything to risk your career.” I apologize, “I’m so sorry, I just wanted to help.”

“It’s okay.” She tells me gently, patting my hand and turning back to Sinclair. “That doesn’t mean anything… I mean, yes I inseminated her on the same day your sample disappeared but… no – it’s not possible, your sample was in a separate fridge…” She trails off again, looking back at the ultrasound screen with wide eyes. “Oh my go d…”

“What?” I inquire, beyond confused.

“It’s not human.” She murmurs again, so quietly I can barely hear her. Suddenly she whirls around, looking up at Dominic Sinclair with true fear. “I swear, I didn’t do it on purpose. I don’t know how it happened!”

“Why do you keep saying that it’s not human?” I question, beyond exasperated. “What else could it be – an alien?”

“Don’t pretend like you don’t know.” The infuriated man growls. “Don’t pretend like you two didn’t plan this precisely for this reason.”

Cora’s hand is shaking on mine now. “Ella, when I told you about the samples, I only told you half the story.” She explains. “I had to sign a thousand confidentiality documents, because certain secrets came along with running tests on Mr. Sinclair’s samples.”

“What secrets?” I demand, feeling as if everyone around me is speaking in code.

“He’s not…” She begins, glancing at the huge man nervously. “He’s not human… he’s a werewolf.”

Before I can stop myself, I burst out into laughter. “No really, what is it?”

“Really.” Cora whispers urgently. “He’s a werewolf.”

“Cora.” I tell her, almost certain I’m dreaming now. “Werewolves aren’t real.”

“I didn’t believe they were either.” She confesses, “until I started working here. This lab is as renowned as it is because there’s two sides of the business. Half of our bank is dedicated to shifter samples, in fact very few humans work here, because so few are trusted with the truth.”

I’m starting to truly worry for my sister. “Are you high?” I ask under my breath.

“She’s not high.” Sinclair rumbles, drawing my attention back to his face. Now I’m sure his eyes are glowing. The usually piercing green shade now appears almost neon, they’re so full of light. The evidence is right in front of me, but my brain can’t figure out how to process it. Instead it shuts down. I feel a sudden wave of dizziness, and the next thing I know, everything is black.

When I wake, Cora is gone. I sit up on the exam table, trying to remember what happened. Of course it doesn’t take long for me to recall the strange events that caused me to faint, because Dominic Sinclair is sitting in front of me, watching me closely. His eyes aren’t glowing anymore, but I remember the way they’d lit up from within. I also remember the way he’d moved faster than should have been possible to rescue Jake. At the time I wrote it off as adrenaline, but now I’m not so sure.

“How are you feeling, Ella?” He asks me, much calmer than he’d seemed earlier.

“I think I’m losing my mind.” I answer weakly. “This can’t be real.”

“It is real.” He a*sures me. “Your friend should never have agreed to let you try to entrap me when she knew the truth.”

“Cora didn’t let me do anything, and I wasn’t trying to entrap you. I just wanted a baby.” I argue.