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 me.

head. “Then it must be a tiny imposter,” I joke,

telling you to get some new material –

little and grabbing my arm, tugging me closer. ”

little mate,” he

laugh, resisting and eyeing the

huge werewolf form, let

break the chair!”

murmurs, still pulling me closer

he’ll

say, standing up and tugging myself out of

me go – watching me as I move to

out a couple of blankets. He

out before the fire and then gesture towards them, another

concedes, standing up for a moment

sitting gracefully

in the middle of the blankets, pulling me down

better, clever little

to place my hands

mouth to his and kissing

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

tease – But god, god how I love

swaggering, adorable, sweet bit

as he kisses

finally home, like he’s

knows, a little bit. Even if we don’t

that we can both feel, that we can pass messages along, like

and Sinclair do.

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

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

just…happy to be here with

moment.

thinking back on Ella’s

ask whatever question is floating

mind.

think I’m your

a little, ” Yeah, Cora,” he says, as if it’s a

made that pretty

look up at him a little, to let him know that I’m

mate mate. Like…fated

eyebrows raising a little. Then he grins

seriously

hadn’t

are you talking about?”

turning his

in the forest, in the

as I start to get frustrated. “Feel what?” I

a real laugh, a big one that

looking back at me with a gentle smile. “You’re my

a while for a long time, even though…

it for a long time, because I didn’t think

when you ran like an idiot out of the

– ”

protest, slapping his chest, “I

me with his nose. “But you

I knew for sure, because that’s when it snapped into

least, on my side.

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