#Chapter 407 – 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 -”

I want our mating ceremony – whatever it is 1 to be special, and meaningful? I mean, if we were just going to

my tirade and covering my phone with his hand, stepping close to me, “I am on board with whatever it is you want, all right? So, let’s put the phone and the rage away for a few minutes and just

on the counter,

murmurs, putting his hands on my hips and pulling me close, resting his forehead against mine. “Why did that make you so angry? It was just an

what we have, Roger,” I continue, putting my hands on his chest, “it’s so important to me. It’s – it’s the best thing I’ve got,

a soft, sweet noise of understanding then, drawing me closer and

his shoulder, “and like…the nation, or whatever. I just…this is important

right,” Roger murmurs, his arms wrapping me up even tighter, making me smile. “I understand, and I agree. It’s a

my side and that I just have him at all – I let my

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

I shriek, going tense in

we’re not going to do it publicly- why

him, trying to

he’s teasing me. “No, Roger,” I growl. “I still want it to be right! I’m not going to

his fingers under my shirt to the place where my neck

him away. “I smell like dirt and field hospital,” I reply, shaking my head and stepping away. You’re

up Roger groans, tilting his head back even as he laughs. “Seriously, Cora, it’s bite her now, do

of me, raising her snout smugly to the sky and giving a little howl of triumph. I want it too,

over my chest, “says

Roger growls, grabbing me by the waist again and pulling me close, obviously. Like man,

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