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 -”

told you, like a thousand times, that I want our mating ceremony – whatever it is 1 to be special, and meaningful? I mean, if

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

phone on the counter, sliding it away from me.

murmurs, putting his hands on my hips and pulling me close, resting his forehead against mine.

I continue, putting my hands on his chest, “it’s so important to me. It’s – it’s the best thing I’ve got, and so much more

sweet noise of understanding then, drawing me closer

my voice slightly muffled against his shoulder, “and

wrapping me up even tighter, making me smile. “I understand, and I agree. It’s

my side and that I

says after a few long moments of relaxing against each other,

going tense

we’re not going to do it publicly- why

staring up at him, trying to ascertain whether

wicked grin on his face I scowl and smack him 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 when we’re hanging out in the kitchen and I still have

my shirt to the place where my neck meets my shoulder, where he intends to mark me. “And you smell amazing right now

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

up Roger groans, tilting his head back even as he laughs. “Seriously, Cora, it’s bite her now, do it! On a constant refrain, whenever

raising her snout smugly to the sky and giving a little howl of triumph. I want it too, she says, giving a wolfish little grin, but I know how to

crossing my arms over

the waist again and pulling me close, obviously. Like man,

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