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?”

smiling

shake my head. “Then it must be a

telling you to

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

little mate,” he snarls

laugh, resisting and eyeing the flimsy

it can hold his huge werewolf form, let alone both of us.

break the chair!”

still pulling me closer and making me laugh.

– he’ll

tugging myself out of his grasp a little. “I

idea,” Roger scowls, but he lets me go – watching

a couple of blankets. He continues

before the fire and then gesture towards them,

he concedes, standing up

sitting gracefully

me down into his

clever little doctor

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

mouth to his

– quite desperately that he knows just how

and we tease – But god,

adorable, sweet bit

arms tighten around me as he

like he’s been waiting to do this all day.

a little bit. Even if we don’t

we can both feel, that

and Sinclair do.

few moments, resting my head against

his arms wrapped tight around me. And we’re quiet

the fire, just…happy to be here with each other.

moment.

I say quietly, thinking back on

he says, inviting me to ask

mind.

you think I’m your

says, laughing a little, ” Yeah, Cora,” he

think we’ve made that pretty clear

I say, turning to look up at him a little, to let him know that I’m serious.

I’m your…your mate mate. Like…fated

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

seriously don’t

hadn’t known

are you talking about?”

turning his head and watching me

the forest, in the rain, outside

I start to get frustrated. “Feel what?” I

a big one that shakes

with a

for a while for a long time, even though…

I didn’t think

day when you ran like an

– ”

slapping his

he murmurs, nudging me with his

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

We’re end game. At least, on my side.

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