Surrogate For Alpha Dom

Chapter 350

Accidental Surrogate Chapter 350-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.”

“All right,” he replies, taking a step back. “But Cora, please -”

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

looking me over from

checking in with myself. Honestly, I’m not far off – but there’s still so much that these men need. Honestly the extent of the burns that they came in with some of them down to the bone – I cringe

I…” I hear Roger ask, and then when I look up at him again I feel him place his

concentrates and I’m a little sorry as I see

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

press his lips against my

him fully, peering at some of the red

not much more than a growl. “Much slower than usual. Like whatever that

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 what I

being brave for me. As Roger puts a sweet, concerned hand on the side of my face, Ella comes over. “Cora,” she whispers, glancing around the room. “What can I

of the room where her mate naps lightly, Rafe secure in his arms even as he sleeps. Sinclair’s burns were worse than Rogers, but likewise superficial compared to some that their men faced. Only

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

his way out, along with us, so we don’t have much information from the misadventure

point out, nodding towards where Henry is rolling between the beds, speaking kindly to any of the men who are conscious and willing to report

looking around. “We are

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