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?”

smiling at

must be a tiny imposter,” I

me, she’d be telling you to get some new

and grabbing my arm, tugging me closer.

over here, little mate,” he snarls

the flimsy camping chair

it can hold his huge werewolf form, let alone both of

break the chair!”

still pulling me closer and

– he’ll

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

he lets me go – watching

of blankets. He continues to

two out before the fire and then gesture towards them,

he concedes, standing up for a

sitting gracefully

the blankets, pulling me down into his lap as

better, clever little doctor

moment to place my hands on Roger’s

mouth

it, hoping – quite desperately that he knows just how – much I love

and we tease – But god,

adorable, sweet bit of him

me as he kisses me back, taking deep breaths

he’s been waiting to do this all

knows, a little bit.

feel, that we can

and Sinclair do.

the kiss after a few moments, resting my head

And

with each other. Happy to have this

moment.

quietly, thinking back on Ella’s conversation we

inviting me to ask whatever question is floating

mind.

think I’m

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

“I think we’ve made

a little,

mate.

a little. Then he grins at me and

you seriously don’t

I hadn’t

are you talking about?”

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

out in the forest, in the rain, outside

as I start to get frustrated.

big one that shakes his

me with a gentle smile. “You’re my mate. Truly.

a while for a long time, even though…

because I didn’t

knew for absolute sure that day when you ran

– ”

I protest, slapping his chest,

nudging me with his nose. “But you were also being

for sure, because that’s when

end game. At least, on my side.

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