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

it must be a tiny

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

my arm, tugging me closer. ” Get

little mate,” he snarls

eyeing the flimsy camping chair

like it can hold his huge werewolf form,

break the chair!”

still pulling me closer and

– he’ll buy

and tugging myself out of his grasp a

scowls, but he lets me go – watching me as I move to

out a couple of

the fire and then

under my arm. “Better,” he concedes, standing up

sitting gracefully

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

better, clever little doctor

hands on

mouth to his and kissing

hoping – quite desperately that he knows just how – much I

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

sweet

around me as he kisses me

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

little bit. Even if we don’t

bond that we can both feel, that we can pass

and Sinclair do.

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

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

be here with each other. Happy to have

moment.

quietly, thinking back on Ella’s

me to ask whatever question is floating

mind.

you think I’m your

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

made that pretty

at him a little, to let him know that

think I’m your…your mate mate. Like…fated mate.

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

you seriously don’t

him, confused – I hadn’t known there was something

are you talking about?”

turning his head and

in the forest, in the rain, outside the

frown deepens as I start to

then, a real laugh, a big

at me with a gentle smile. “You’re

a while for

for a long time, because I didn’t

for absolute sure that day when you ran like an idiot out of

– ”

his chest, “I was

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

Anyway I knew for sure, because that’s

me, Cora? We’re end game. At least, on

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