Surrogate For Alpha Dom

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.

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

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

my arm,

here, little mate,”

eyeing the flimsy camping chair he’s sitting in.

huge werewolf form, let alone both of us.

break the chair!”

still pulling me closer and making me laugh. ”

– he’ll

up and tugging myself out

idea,” Roger scowls, but he lets me go – watching me as I move to

couple of blankets. He

and then gesture towards

my arm. “Better,” he concedes, standing up for a moment and

sitting gracefully

the blankets, pulling me down into his

clever little

a moment to place my hands on Roger’s face for

before bringing my mouth to his and kissing

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

and we tease – But god, god how

swaggering, adorable, sweet

as he kisses me back,

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

knows, a little bit. Even if

bond that we can both feel, that

and Sinclair do.

few moments, resting my head against his

arms wrapped tight around me. And we’re quiet

just…happy to be here with each other. Happy to

moment.

thinking back on Ella’s

he says, 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 that pretty clear

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

mate mate. Like…fated mate.

his eyebrows raising a little. Then he grins at me

seriously don’t

I hadn’t known

are you talking about?”

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

the forest, in the rain,

start to get frustrated. “Feel what?”

a real laugh, a big one that shakes his whole frame. “Cora,”

me with a gentle smile. “You’re

suspected it for a while for

time, because I didn’t think

when you ran like an idiot

– ”

slapping his chest, “I was

know,” he murmurs, nudging me with his nose. “But you

because that’s when it

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