Accidental Surrogate for Alpha

Chapter 407

#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 -”

snap, looking up at him, my anger transferring immediately from my sister to my mate. “After I’ve told you, like a thousand times, that I want our mating

it is you want, all right? So, let’s put the phone and the rage away for a few minutes and just

breath then, turning towards my mate and putting my phone on the counter, sliding it away from me. “Okay,” I agree, nodding but looking down at the

my hips and pulling me close, resting his forehead against mine. “Why did that make

so important to me. It’s – it’s the best thing I’ve got, and so much more than I ever thought I wanted,

then, drawing me

voice slightly muffled against his shoulder, “and like…the nation, or whatever. I just…this is important to me. I want

right,” Roger murmurs, his arms wrapping me up even tighter, making me smile. “I understand, and I agree. It’s a no

head. And then, sighing with 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

of relaxing against each other, “can I just give you the mark

shriek, going tense

mean, if we’re not going to do

pull back from Roger, staring up at him, trying to ascertain whether or not 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 when we’re hanging out in the kitchen and I

fingers under my shirt to the place where my neck meets my shoulder, where he intends to mark

dirt and field hospital,” I reply, shaking my head and stepping away. You’re just listening to your

won’t shut up Roger groans, tilting his head back even as he laughs. “Seriously, Cora,

smugly to the sky and giving a little howl of

over my chest, “says your wolf

again and pulling

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