Accidental Surrogate for Alpha

Chapter 350 – Aftermath

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 -”

nodding and starting to look around the room. “I’ll be careful – I’ll stop before I’m

he asks, looking me

and checking in with myself. Honestly, I’m not far off – but there’s still so much that these men need. Honestly the extent of the burns that they came in with some of them down to the bone – I

I hear Roger ask, and then when I look up at him again I feel him place his hand against

stay still so he can check in on the baby. Roger closes his eyes and concentrates and I’m a little

it was easier for him. I want him to have the full fatherhood experience, with all of its blessings. And it breaks my heart that my body –

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

peering at some of the red skin on his face. “How is

than a growl. “Much slower than usual. Like whatever that priest did to hurt us like this had its own

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

he sighs, I think being brave for me. As Roger puts a sweet, concerned hand on the side of my face, Ella comes over. “Cora,” she whispers, glancing around

where her mate naps lightly, Rafe secure in his arms even as he sleeps. Sinclair’s burns

“More his pride hurt than anything, and he’s frustrated,” she says, giving a chagrined little smile to Roger. “I

on his way out, along with us, so we don’t have much information from the misadventure either.”

where Henry is rolling between the beds, speaking kindly to any of the men who are conscious and

murmurs, looking around. “We are so…so lucky that

wolves, their access to some of the other wolf powers – increased sense of smell, quick reflexes, the ability to heal –