The Mystical Attraction of Alpha

Chapter 350

Chapter 350-Cora

It’s hours, hours later when I finally have a moment to step back and breathe. And when I do, I feel my head spin and stumble back a step or two. Roger is there, instantly, his hand on my back.

“Cora,” he says, pulling me closer to him, tilting up my face so that he can study me. “Are you all right? You’re – ”

“I’m fine,” I mutter, frustrated, trying to push away and get back to work. I have a moment to breathe, but honestly there’s so much more that – needs to be done for these men –

“No,” Roger says, stubborn. “You’re pushing yourself too far – you’re pregnant, Cora -”

“Roger,” I sigh, turning to glare at him in earnest now and putting a hand on his chest. “This cannot be the refrain that I hear for the next nine – or six or however many months, all right? I am not going to stop doing my job-stop healing people – just because I’m pregnant.”

I hear Roger begin to growl in protest but I lock my teeth together, staring up at him, hard. And, slowly, I see him start to relent, to remember the person who he chose as his mate.

“This is my life, Roger,” I whisper, ” my identity. I’m a doctor – I made an oath! I’m going to help them.”

“All right,” he replies, taking a step back. “But Cora, please -”

“I’ll be careful – I’ll stop before I’m totally exhausted. I won’t put myself or the baby

you to exhaustion now?” he asks, looking me over from top to

off – but there’s still so much that these men need. Honestly the extent of the

when I look up at him again I feel him place his hand against

concentrates and I’m a little sorry as I see that it’s hard for him. I remember the

but…I do wish it was easier for him. I want him to have the

his eyes and leaning forward to press his lips against my forehead. ” Just…let’s

And then I turn to him fully, peering at some of the

than usual. Like whatever that priest did to hurt us like

and then turn my attention to Roger’s forearms, which were the worst blistered. Slowly, I unwrap the bandage on one and he hisses at the pain of it. I get a brief glimpse of the skin below before I wrap him back up. “You’re healing,” I say, looking up at him, “but yes, the pace is …worse than what I would have hoped for a

hand on the side of my face, Ella comes over. “Cora,” she whispers,

naps lightly, Rafe secure in his arms even as he sleeps. Sinclair’s burns were worse than Rogers, but likewise superficial

his pride hurt than anything, and he’s frustrated,” she says, giving a chagrined little smile to Roger. “I know you guys are disappointed that the priest got

Roger murmurs, shaking his head. “And he burned all of his supplies on his way out, along with us, so we don’t have much information from the misadventure either.”

the beds, speaking kindly to any of the men who are conscious and willing to report what they heard and

compensate our losses,” Roger murmurs, looking around. “We are so…so lucky that everyone came out

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