Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate

Chapter 349

Chapter 349 – Aftermath

Cora

It’s hours, hours later when I finally have a moment to step back and breathe. And when I do, I feel my head spin and stumble back a step or two. Roger is there, instantly, his hand on my back.

“Cora,” he says, pulling me closer to him, tilting up my face so that he can study me. “Are you all right? You’re – ”

“I’m fine,” I mutter, frustrated, trying to push away and get back to work. I have a moment to breathe, but honestly there’s so much more that – needs to be done for these men –

“No,” Roger says, stubborn. “You’re pushing yourself too far – you’re pregnant, Cora -”

“Roger,” I sigh, turning to glare at him in earnest now and putting a hand on his chest. “This cannot be the refrain that I hear for the next nine – or six or however many months, all right? I am not going to stop doing my job-stop healing people – just because I’m pregnant.”

I hear Roger begin to growl in protest but I lock my teeth together, staring up at him, hard. And, slowly, I see him start to relent, to remember the person who he chose as his mate.

“This is my life, Roger,” I whisper, ” my identity. I’m a doctor – I made an oath! I’m going to help them.”

he replies, taking a step back. “But Cora,

look around the room. “I’ll be careful – I’ll stop before I’m totally exhausted.

close are you to exhaustion now?” he asks, looking me over from top to bottom, his eyes

but there’s still so much that these men need. Honestly the

up at him again I feel him place his hand against my

can check in on the baby. Roger closes his eyes and concentrates and I’m a little sorry as I

with the baby when he’s touching me and when he concentrates, but…I do wish it was easier for him. I want him to have the full fatherhood experience, with all of its blessings. And it breaks my heart that my body – my

opening his eyes and leaning forward to press his lips against my forehead.

then I turn to him fully, peering at some of the red skin

voice not much more than a growl. “Much slower than usual.

my attention to Roger’s forearms, which were the worst blistered. Slowly, I unwrap the bandage on one and he hisses at the pain of it. I get a brief glimpse of the skin below before I wrap him back up. “You’re healing,” I say, looking up at him, “but yes, the pace is …worse than

will be all right,” he sighs, I think being brave for me. As Roger puts a sweet, concerned hand on the side of my face, Ella comes over. “Cora,” she whispers,

open my arms out, inviting her in for a hug which she happily accepts. “How is Sinclair?” I ask, looking to the corner of the room where her mate naps lightly, Rafe secure in his arms even as he sleeps. Sinclair’s burns were worse

when she pulls away from me. “More his pride hurt than anything, and he’s frustrated,” she says, giving a chagrined little smile

Roger murmurs, shaking his head. “And he burned all of his supplies on his way out, along with us, so we

I point out, nodding towards where Henry is rolling between the beds, speaking kindly to any

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