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 at

it must be a tiny

telling you to get some new

little and grabbing my arm, tugging

little mate,” he snarls

the flimsy camping chair

looks like it can hold his huge werewolf

break the chair!”

me

– he’ll

and tugging myself out of

he lets me go

and pull out a couple of blankets. He continues to watch as

before the fire and then gesture towards them,

“Better,” he concedes, standing up

sitting gracefully

pulling me down

better, clever

to place my hands

bringing my mouth to his and kissing him, letting

hoping – quite desperately that he knows

we tease – But god,

arrogant, swaggering, adorable, sweet bit

as he kisses me back, taking deep breaths

home, like he’s been waiting to

a little bit. Even if we

that we can both feel, that

and Sinclair do.

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

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

just…happy to be here with

moment.

I say quietly, thinking back on Ella’s

inviting me to ask whatever question is floating through

mind.

you think I’m your

Yeah, Cora,” he says, as if it’s a

made

look up at him a little, to let

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

little. Then he grins at

you seriously don’t

confused – I hadn’t known there was something to

are you talking about?”

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

forest, in the rain, outside the

deepens as I start to

a big

me with a gentle smile. “You’re my

suspected it for a while for a long

because I didn’t think

sure that day when you ran like an idiot out of the

– ”

his chest, “I was

me with his nose. “But

because that’s when it

least, on my side. But,” he considers

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