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

–

“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 you all kinds of messages. Tell you little jokes ”

Ignin “Do I think they’re funny?”

He nods, smiling at me “Always”

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

you to get some

arm, tugging me

he

eyeing the flimsy camping chair he’s sitting

let alone both of us.

–

pulling me closer and making me laugh.

another.”

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

–

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

then sitting gracefully down in the middle of the

seriously at him before bringing my mouth to his

–

fight, and we

–

–

god, god how I love this man. All of him every arrogant, swaggering, adorable,

this all day. And I smile, thinking that…perhaps he knows, a little bit. Even if we don’t

wrapped tight around me. And we’re quiet for a little

back on Ella’s conversation we had

to ask whatever

you think I’m

if it’s a stupid question, “I think we’ve made that

I say, turning to look up at him a little, to let him know that I’m serious. “Do you think I’m your..your

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

don’t know?”

– I hadn’t known there was something to

about?”

he says, turning his head and watching me curiously.

the rain, outside

start to get

laugh, a big one that

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

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

a human. But I knew for absolute sure that day when you ran like

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