The Mystical Attraction of Alpha

Chapter 406: Meet Me There

Cora

Roger’s silent for a long time, smirking at me, making me answer.

“I make no promises,” I reply after a long moment, shaking my hair back in a lofty way that makes him laugh. “But seriously, what is it?”

“Well,” Roger sighs, letting his shoulders drop and looking at me squarely now that some of the tension is gone. “Sinclair wants to give us more than a house now. He also wants to give us…a wedding.”

My jaw drops a little. “A wedding?” I ask, baffled. “But we’re…we’re wolves,” I say, wrinkling my nose. “Or at least – mostly wolf,” I say, glancing down at my belly where my little hybrid baby is growing.

“Yeah, he wants it to be a wedding and a mating ceremony at once – a symbolic uniting of the wolf and human worlds. Because I’m a wolf,” he says, pointing to himself, “and you’re a human,” he continues, pointing to me. “Or at least, sort of.”

I still shake my head, confused.

“And he wants it to be on TV,” he says, grimacing as he drops the final bomb, “like a royal wedding, for the entire world to see.”

And, just as Roger predicted, I immediately get very, very pissed off.

“This is such bullshit,” I murmur, pulling my cell phone out of my back pocket and immediately starting to text Ella to tell her precisely what I think of this plan.

“Wait,” Roger says, laughing a little and reaching for the phone, “just give it a minute -”

you, like a thousand times, that I want our mating ceremony – whatever it is 1 to be special, and meaningful? I mean, if we were just going to do it any old way

on board with whatever it is you want, all right? So, let’s put the phone

putting my phone on the counter, sliding it away from me. “Okay,” I agree, nodding but looking down

close, resting his forehead against

sorting through my emotions as best I can. “Because what we have, Roger,” I continue, putting my hands on his chest, “it’s so important to

makes a soft, sweet noise of understanding then, drawing me closer and wrapping his arms around

voice slightly muffled against his shoulder, “and like…the nation, or whatever. I just…this

tighter, making me smile. “I understand, and I agree.

relief that I have him on my side and that I just have him at all – I let my body relax against Roger’s and breathe in his warm, rich, comforting scent, letting it wrap all

after a few long moments of relaxing against each other, “can

shriek, going tense in

mean, if we’re not going to do

at him, trying

on the chest, knowing that he’s teasing me. “No, Roger,” I growl. “I still want it to be right! I’m not going to just let you bite my neck

place where my neck meets

like dirt and field hospital,” I reply,

won’t shut up Roger groans, tilting his head back even as he laughs. “Seriously, Cora, it’s bite her now, do it! On a constant refrain,

a little howl of triumph. I want it too, she says, giving a wolfish little grin, but I know how to contain

say smugly, crossing my arms over my chest, “says your wolf

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