Accidental Surrogate for Alpha

Chapter 428 – A Mating Gift

“What?” Roger asks, going suddenly rigid and raising his head, his alpha instincts probably anticipating an attack of some kind “No,” I say, gaping up at the sky. ” Roger, look -”

And he turns to follow my gaze, his own mouth falling open as he sees. What looks like a thousand shooting stars cross the sky in a blink, one after the other, chasing each other across the blackness above the sea.

“Oh my god,” he murmurs, his head falling back as he stares upwards. Instinctually, I close the slight distance between us so that my body is pressed seamlessly against his, and I take his hand, and we both stare.

His body, like mine, is still thrumming with the joy of it – of the promises, the s3x, the marking, all of it – but this – the awe we both feel We’re both silent for a long time as we stare up at the sky, marveling.

“Cora,” Roger says after a long moment, turning his head to me a little but unable to tear his eyes away from the meteors that flash across the sky. ” Did you…do this?”

“What?” I ask, shocked.

“I mean,” he says slowly, “I’m pretty sure that you did the wind, and the earthquake –

“The what?” I gasp.

He turns to me for real now, a wide smile breaking out on his face as his eyes meet mine. “I mean, I know I’m good Cora, but you had to have noticed-

“An earthquake?”

“The ground shook, Cora! What did you think it was?”

“I thought it was just a – a little shake! Not an earthquake.”

“Well, yes, just a little one,” he replies, still laughing, giving me a tiny shrug. “I mean, I don’t think you levelled any cities – though, I mean, I can try harder next time – ”

It’s my turn to growl now, smacking him on the chest. “You don’t get to take credit for my gift, mate – ”

and grabbing me by the waist, pulling me flush against

pulls away a bit, staring into my eyes for a long moment before glancing up at the sky again. “But

light. They’re slower now, more patient, less a frantic rush of stars. Now they

grin to see it. ” Nobody’d better piss you off, Cora,” he says, considering. “Or we’ll get an asteroid and another species-ending event,

giving him a playful shove. “So, keep that

against mine. “Oh, I intend to piss you off every

him then, making him laugh, inviting

with me he walks a very fine line of teasing, bringing me right to the edge of my limits but never pushing too far. And me? Too-serious me? I need that in my

right. It makes us great

right, little mate,” I murmur, laughing and turning my head away so he can study his handywork on my neck. “What’s it look like? Did you do good, or did you

it. “Nah, it’s real pretty Cora. You’ll like

laugh at him then, spinning my head back, grinning. “Jealous,”

now to press a kiss to my collar bone. “I want everyone to know you’re mine. Can you just start wearing a t-shirt that says ‘hands

sure,” I say, laughing harder now. “I’m sure that will go over really well with the humans we’re trying to convince that we truly believe human and wolf kind are equals – for the only human in our little wolf family

he says, sitting up a little and grinning down at me. “I

him. “Only if you wear a matching one,” I reply, “pink, ‘ Property of Cora,’ emblazoned on the

would be helpful, honestly,” he says, his voice full of mischief as he brings his face again close to mine. “I already have to beat the women off with a stick – this will cut my job in

shriek then, smacking at him with my hand, “you shut up! You so do not have to

he insists, laughing harder now. “Seriously, every five minutes! Sorry, I’m a mated man sincere apologies, I know, it is a loss for womankind, to have a specimen like me off

growl then, even as I laugh, grabbing him tight and pulling him against me, letting my nails sink a bit into his skin. “You’re a liar,” I murmur, bringing my lips to his, “but if you push it, I really will make you wear

he kisses me, a long and sweeping

and taking a deep breath,

into a smile. Roger laughs again, glancing down towards my belly, and I know that

“Baby’s up,” I murmur.

the earthquake,” he replies,

bond to the baby. Happy? Happy! Comes

he’ll be a happy kid,” Roger murmurs, smiling with a deep content that I also feel, “or if he just…doesn’t have a