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

I shake my head. “Then it must be a

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

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

over here, little

the flimsy camping chair

hold his huge werewolf form, let

break the chair!”

it,” he murmurs, still pulling me closer and making me laugh.

he’ll buy

myself out of his grasp a little. “I

lets me go – watching me

out a couple of blankets. He continues

fire and then

arm. “Better,” he concedes, standing up for a

sitting gracefully

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

clever little doctor

place my hands on Roger’s face for

at him before bringing my mouth

he knows just how – much I

god, god how I love this man. All of

adorable, sweet

as he kisses me back, taking deep breaths

so like he’s finally home, like he’s

a little bit. Even

feel, that

and Sinclair do.

moments, resting my head against his chest

arms wrapped tight around me. And

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

moment.

say quietly, thinking back on Ella’s conversation we

me to ask whatever question is

mind.

think

little, ” Yeah, Cora,” he says, as if

think we’ve made

him a little, to let

mate. Like…fated mate. Instead of

his eyebrows raising a little. Then he grins at me

seriously don’t

– I hadn’t known

are you talking about?”

he says, turning his head and watching me curiously.”

the forest, in

I start to

then, a real laugh, a big one that shakes his whole frame.

at me with a gentle smile. “You’re my mate. Truly.

a while

time, because I

that day when

– ”

I protest, slapping his chest,

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

because that’s when it snapped into

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

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