Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate

“What?” Roger asks, going suddenly rigid and raising his head, his alpha instincts probably anticipating an attack of some kind “No,” I say, gaping up at the sky. ” Roger, look -”

And he turns to follow my gaze, his own mouth falling open as he sees. What looks like a thousand shooting stars cross the sky in a blink, one after the other, chasing each other across the blackness above the sea.

“Oh my god,” he murmurs, his head falling back as he stares upwards. Instinctually, I close the slight distance between us so that my body is pressed seamlessly against his, and I take his hand, and we both stare.

His body, like mine, is still thrumming with the joy of it – of the promises, the s3x, the marking, all of it – but this – the awe we both feel We’re both silent for a long time as we stare up at the sky, marveling.

“Cora,” Roger says after a long moment, turning his head to me a little but unable to tear his eyes away from the meteors that flash across the sky. ” Did you…do this?”

“What?” I ask, shocked.

“I mean,” he says slowly, “I’m pretty sure that you did the wind, and the earthquake –

“The what?” I gasp.

He turns to me for real now, a wide smile breaking out on his face as his eyes meet mine. “I mean, I know I’m good Cora, but you had to have noticed-

“An earthquake?”

“The ground shook, Cora! What did you think it was?”

“I thought it was just a – a little shake! Not an earthquake.”

“Well, yes, just a little one,” he replies, still laughing, giving me a tiny shrug. “I mean, I don’t think you levelled any cities – though, I mean, I can try harder next time – ”

It’s my turn to growl now, smacking him on the chest. “You don’t get to take credit for my gift, mate – ”

mean,” he growls, turning towards me and grabbing me by the waist, pulling me flush against him again, stomach

pulls away a bit, staring into my eyes

a frantic rush of stars. Now they seem to take their time, wanting to put on a show. “I mean…that,” I say, pointing up to them, “sort of matches

and meteor?” He raises his eyebrows, impressed, and I grin to see it. ” Nobody’d better piss you off, Cora,” he says, considering. “Or we’ll get an asteroid and another species-ending

I say, giving him a playful shove.

mine. “Oh, I intend to piss you off every day,” he murmurs, grinning. “I

teeth at him then, making him laugh, inviting it. Because honestly, he doesn’t piss me off –

very fine line of teasing, bringing me right to the edge of my limits but never pushing too far. And me? Too-serious

makes us great

mate,” I murmur, laughing and turning my head away so he can study his handywork on my neck. “What’s it look like? Did you do good, or did you

to study it. “Nah, it’s real pretty Cora. You’ll like

laugh at him then, spinning my head back, grinning. “Jealous,” I

kiss to my collar bone. “I want everyone to know you’re mine. Can you just

“I’m sure that will go over really well with the humans we’re trying to convince that we truly believe human and wolf kind are equals – for the only human in our little

like this new wording,” he says, sitting up a little and grinning down at me. “I

matching one,” I reply, “pink, ‘ Property of Cora,’ emblazoned

he brings his face again close to mine. “I

shut up! You so do not have to

a mated man sincere apologies, I know, it is

against me, letting my nails sink a bit into his skin. “You’re a liar,” I murmur, bringing my lips to his, “but if you push it, I really will make you wear the shirt. Because you’re mine, Roger Sinclair. And

kisses me, a long

and taking a deep breath, relaxing, bliss still

along my second bond and burst into a smile. Roger laughs again, glancing down towards my belly,

“Baby’s up,” I murmur.

earthquake,” he replies, “hard

own little feeling along the bond to the baby. Happy?