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 at

it must be a tiny imposter,” I

be telling you

a little and grabbing my arm, tugging me closer. ” Get

over here, little

the flimsy camping chair

looks like it can hold his huge werewolf form, let alone both

break the chair!”

me

– he’ll buy

out of his grasp a

me go – watching me as I move

and pull out a couple of blankets. He continues

and

concedes, standing up for

sitting gracefully

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

better, clever little

moment to place my hands on Roger’s face for a second,

him before bringing my mouth to his and

that he knows just how – much

But god, god how I love this man. All

sweet bit of him

me as he kisses me back,

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

thinking that…perhaps he knows, a little bit.

that we can both feel, that we can pass messages

and Sinclair do.

break the kiss after a few moments, resting my head

And we’re quiet for

with

moment.

say quietly, thinking back on Ella’s

says, inviting me to ask whatever question

mind.

think

laughing a little, ” Yeah, Cora,” he says, as if it’s a

we’ve made that pretty clear –

him a little, to let him know that

your…your mate mate. Like…fated mate.

raising a little. Then

seriously don’t

at him, confused – I hadn’t

are you talking about?”

it?” he says, turning his head and watching

out in the forest, in

to get frustrated. “Feel what?”

real laugh, a big one that shakes his whole

looking back at me with a gentle smile. “You’re my

suspected it for a while for a long time, even though…

because I didn’t think my

that day when you ran like an idiot out of

– ”

his chest,

he murmurs, nudging me with his nose. “But you were also being

Anyway I knew for sure, because that’s when it snapped into

At least, on my side. But,”

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