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

my head. “Then it must be a tiny

telling you to get

growling a little and grabbing my arm,

little mate,” he snarls

eyeing the

hold his huge werewolf

break the chair!”

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

– he’ll buy

standing up and tugging myself out of his grasp a

but he lets me go –

supplies and pull out a couple of blankets. He continues to

two out before the fire and

arm. “Better,” he concedes,

sitting gracefully

middle of the blankets, pulling me down into his

clever little

take a moment to place my hands on

before bringing my mouth to

that he

and we tease – But god, god how I love

arrogant, swaggering, adorable, sweet bit of him

as he kisses me back,

he’s

knows, a little bit. Even if we don’t have

that

and Sinclair do.

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

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

just…happy to be here with each other.

moment.

quietly, thinking back on Ella’s conversation we had

ask whatever

mind.

think

Yeah, Cora,” he says,

made that

a little, to let

mate mate. Like…fated mate.

a little. Then he grins at me and

seriously

I hadn’t known there was something to

are you talking about?”

turning his head and

in the forest, in the rain, outside the

to get frustrated. “Feel what?”

real laugh, a big

with a gentle smile. “You’re

it for a while

a long time, because I

day when you ran

– ”

I protest, slapping his chest, “I was really

he murmurs, nudging me with his

knew for sure, because that’s when it snapped

end game. At least, on my side. But,” he considers

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