The Mystical Attraction of Alpha

Chapter 387: 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

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“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.

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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 you all kinds of messages. Tell you little jokes ”

Ignin “Do I think they’re funny?”

He nods, smiling at me “Always”

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

me, she’d be telling you to get some

laughs, growling a little and grabbing my arm, tugging me closer. “Get your ass over

mate,” he

camping chair he’s sitting

huge werewolf form, let alone both of us. “We’ll break

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it,” he murmurs, still pulling me closer

another.”

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

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scowls, but he lets me go – watching me as I move to the camping supplies and pull out a couple of blankets.

middle of the blankets, pulling me down into his lap as he does so.

for a second, looking seriously at him before bringing my mouth to his and kissing him, letting myself sink into it, hoping quite desperately – that he knows

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fight, and

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of him every arrogant, swaggering, adorable, sweet bit

as he kisses me back, taking deep breaths as he does so like he’s finally home, like he’s been waiting to do this all day. And I smile, thinking that…perhaps he knows, a little bit. Even if we don’t have a

kiss after a few moments, resting my head against his chest as he keeps his arms. wrapped tight around me. And we’re quiet for

thinking back on Ella’s conversation we

me to ask whatever question

you think I’m your

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

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

eyebrows raising a little. Then he grins at me and laughs. “Wait, you

don’t know?”

at him, confused – I hadn’t known there was something to know. “What are you

about?”

head and watching me curiously.

the rain, outside

start to get

real laugh, a big one that shakes his

Truly.

even though…well, I also denied it for a long time, because

human. But I knew for absolute sure that day when

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