Surrogate For Alpha Dom

Chapter 388

Chapter 388: What Kind of Mate?

Cora

“They think they’re being subtle,” I whisper, smiling as Sinclair closes the RV’s

door behind him, the last to ” disappear” from our little circle around the fire.

“I’m not complaining,” Roger murmurs, slipping an arm around my shoulder.

“Are you, little mate?”

I laugh lightly at the nickname, shaking my head at him. “It still doesn’t work,

Roger,” I say, leaning closer to him, though the camping chairs make it hard to

get as close as I’d like to be. “I’ve told you before – I’m not little.”

“Sure you are,” he replies, grinning at me.

“I’m not!” I say, laughing. “Ella’s the little one,” I continue, “I’m tall – I’m not -”

“You’re little to me,” he interrupts, moving his chair closer so that he can tuck his

face between my neck and my shoulder, breathing deeply in – I think savoring

the way that I smell, which sends a little thrill through me. I lower my own head

and breathe in Roger’s own unique scent, letting it flood my senses.

God, does he even know how good he smells? Though he probably does – his

sense of smell far outstrips mine.

“What do you mean?” I ask. “Little to you?”

He lifts his head so he can look into my face, only inches from me now. You’re

little to me, Cora,” he replies, in that you’re…I don’t know. Quite precious. The

way I think of you – I don’t know, I don’t want you to be insulted, but I think of

you as…very small,”

“What?” I ask, confused, “why?”

“Because,” he says seriously, shrugging a little, “you’d have to be very tiny, to

make a home out of my heart,” he says, tapping lightly at his chest. “As you

have done.”

A broad smile stretches across my face and I laugh a little, even though I’m

deeply touched at what he’s said. ” Really?” I ask. “That’s what you think of

me?”

“Mmhmm,” he says, turning his head a little and considering me from different

angles. “My little mate, who I carry around all day in my heart. Even when you’re

not physically around I keep you in here. I talk to you, send all kinds of

messages. Tell you little jokes.” you I grin. “Do I think they’re funny?”

nods, smiling

must be a tiny imposter,” I

“Because if it was me, she’d be telling you to get some new

grabbing my arm, tugging me

little mate,” he snarls

the flimsy camping

hold his huge werewolf

break the chair!”

murmurs, still pulling me closer and

he’ll buy

up and tugging myself out of his grasp a little. “I

Roger scowls, but he lets me go – watching me as

out a couple of blankets. He continues

the fire and then

he concedes, standing

sitting gracefully

the middle of the blankets, pulling me down into his lap

better, clever little doctor

my hands

my mouth to

that he knows just how – much I

we fight, and we tease – But god, god how

adorable, sweet bit of

he kisses

he’s finally home, like he’s been waiting

thinking that…perhaps he knows, a little bit. Even if we

can both feel, that

and Sinclair do.

break the kiss after a few moments, resting my head against

wrapped tight around me. And we’re quiet for a

fire, just…happy to be here with

moment.

I say quietly, thinking back on Ella’s

me to ask

mind.

you think I’m your

says, laughing a little, ” Yeah,

“I think we’ve made that pretty clear

look up at him a little, to let

mate mate. Like…fated mate. Instead of

he says, his eyebrows raising a little. Then he grins at me and laughs.

seriously

I hadn’t

are you talking about?”

it?” he says, turning his head and watching

out in the forest, in the

start to get frustrated. “Feel what?” I

laughs then, a real laugh, a big one that shakes his

me with a

I’ve suspected it for a while for a

time, because I

I knew for absolute sure that day when

– ”

I protest, slapping his chest, “I

with his nose. “But

for sure, because that’s

Cora? We’re end game. At least, on my side. But,”

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