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.

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

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

and grabbing my arm, tugging me closer. ”

little mate,” he

eyeing the flimsy camping chair he’s

it can hold his huge werewolf form, let alone

break the chair!”

me closer and

he’ll buy

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

go – watching me as I

pull out a couple of blankets. He continues

fire and then gesture

my arm. “Better,” he concedes, standing

sitting gracefully

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

clever little doctor

hands on Roger’s face

at him before bringing my mouth to his and kissing

desperately that he knows just how – much

– But god, god how I love this

arrogant, swaggering, adorable, sweet bit

he kisses me back, taking deep

home, like he’s been waiting to do this all day. And

that…perhaps he knows, a little bit. Even if we don’t have

that we can pass messages along, like

and Sinclair do.

moments, resting my head against his

And

with each other. Happy to

moment.

back on Ella’s

ask whatever question is

mind.

think

he says, laughing a little, ” Yeah, Cora,” he

“I think we’ve made that

at him a

mate. Like…fated mate. Instead of

eyebrows raising a little. Then he grins

seriously don’t

frown at him, confused – I hadn’t known there was

are you talking about?”

it?” he says, turning his head

in the forest, in

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

a big one

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

suspected it for a while for a long time, even though… well,

time, because I didn’t think

sure that day when you ran like an idiot out of

– ”

his chest, “I

me with his nose. “But

I knew for sure, because

least, on my side. But,”

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