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

it must be a tiny

she’d be telling you to

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

here, little mate,” he

eyeing the

huge werewolf form, let

break the chair!”

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

he’ll

say, standing up and tugging myself out of his grasp a little. “I

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

out a couple of blankets. He continues to watch as

the fire and then

he concedes, standing up for a

sitting gracefully

pulling me down into his lap as

better, clever little

take a moment to place my hands on Roger’s

at him before bringing my mouth to his and kissing him,

– quite desperately that he knows

god, god how

adorable, sweet bit of him

as he kisses me

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

that…perhaps he knows, a little bit. Even if

bond that we can both feel, that we can pass messages

and Sinclair do.

the kiss after a few moments, resting my head

And we’re quiet for a little

be here with each

moment.

I say quietly, thinking back on Ella’s

ask whatever question is floating

mind.

you think I’m your

laughing a little, ” Yeah, Cora,”

“I think we’ve made that

I say, turning to look up at him a little, to let

your…your mate mate. Like…fated mate.

his eyebrows raising a little. Then he

seriously don’t

I hadn’t known there was something to know.”

are you talking about?”

feel it?” he says, turning his head and

out in the forest, in the rain, outside the

start to get frustrated. “Feel what?”

real laugh, a big one that shakes his

looking back at me with a gentle smile.

while for a long

long time, because I didn’t think

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

– ”

slapping his chest, “I was really

his nose.

I knew for sure, because that’s when it

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

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