Accidental Surrogate

Chapter 407

Chapter 407 – Meet Me There

Cora

Roger’s silent for a long time, smirking at me, making me answer.

“I make no promises,” I reply after a long moment, shaking my hair back in a lofty way that makes him laugh. “But seriously, what is it?”

“Well,” Roger sighs, letting his shoulders drop and looking at me squarely now that some of the tension is gone. “Sinclair wants to give us more than a house now. He also wants to give us…a wedding.”

My jaw drops a little. “A wedding?” I ask, baffled. “But we’re…we’re wolves,” I say, wrinkling my nose. “Or at least – mostly wolf,” I say, glancing down at my belly where my little hybrid baby is growing.

“Yeah, he wants it to be a wedding and a mating ceremony at once – a symbolic uniting of the wolf and human worlds. Because I’m a wolf,” he says, pointing to himself, “and you’re a human,” he continues, pointing to me. “Or at least, sort of.”

I still shake my head, confused.

“And he wants it to be on TV,” he says, grimacing as he drops the final bomb, “like a royal wedding, for the entire world to see.”

And, just as Roger predicted, I immediately get very, very pissed off.

“This is such bullshit,” I murmur, pulling my cell phone out of my back pocket and immediately starting to text Ella to tell her precisely what I think of this plan.

“Wait,” Roger says, laughing a little and reaching for the phone, “just give it a minute -”

snap, looking up at him, my anger transferring immediately from my sister to my mate. “After I’ve told you, like a thousand times, that I want our mating ceremony – whatever it is 1 to be special, and meaningful? I mean, if we were just going

my phone with his hand, stepping close to me, “I am on board with whatever it is you want, all right? So, let’s put the phone and the rage away for a few minutes and just talk about this. But no

on the

on my hips and pulling me close, resting his forehead against mine. “Why

putting my hands on his chest, “it’s so important to me. It’s – it’s the best thing I’ve got, and so much more

makes a soft, sweet noise of understanding then, drawing me closer and wrapping

against his shoulder, “and like…the nation,

arms wrapping me up even tighter, making me smile. “I understand, and I agree. It’s a

and that I

of relaxing against each other, “can I just give you the

I shriek, going tense in

not going to do it publicly-

him,

his face I scowl and smack him on the chest, knowing that he’s teasing me. “No, Roger,” I growl. “I still want it to be right! I’m not going to

and lifting a hand to slide his fingers under my shirt to the place where my neck meets my shoulder, where he intends

“I smell like dirt and field hospital,” I reply, shaking my head and stepping away. You’re just listening to your wolf too

Roger groans, tilting his head back even as he laughs. “Seriously, Cora, it’s bite her now,

inside of me, raising her snout smugly to the sky and giving a little howl of triumph. I want it too, she says, giving a wolfish little grin, but I know how to contain

my arms over my chest, “says your wolf

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