Accidental Surrogate for Alpha

Chapter 208

#Chapter 208 - Cora Comforts Roger

3rd Person

Cora wasn't sure what she was doing.

Her sister needed her, so why was she walking away from Ella's suite? Why wasn't she offering to help make arrangements for a funeral, or trying to help Henry convince the stubborn Luna to accept her loss and focus on caring for herself and the baby? Why was she determinedly walking the same path she had only nights before, when she'd been vulnerable and reckless enough to seek out Roger?

Because you've lost your damn mind. She thought bitterly. Worrying about a man who doesn't deserve your time or attention - someone who betrayed his own family and endangered Ella's life. So what if he's gorgeous and clever, so what if he understands you even better than you understand yourself... and makes your stomach go all soft and squishy everytime he looks at you with those fierce wolf eyes... he's still a scoundrel. He can't be trusted.

But despite Cora's confused inner musings, she was worried. She hadn't seen hide nor hair of Roger since the news broke about Sinclair's death - and that was three days ago. Ella may not have realized it, but after she collapsed the doctor sedated her for a full 72 hours, and Cora knew that was part of why this was such a struggle. Ella was waking up as if his death had just happened, but the rest of them had been battling through the last few days without her. They'd exhausted every possibility, every hope, and eventually accepted what Ella could not.

When she reached Roger's rooms, Cora knocked softly, unsure if he was even there. However her question was soon answered, when a bitter growl sounded from somewhere inside. "Go away!"

"Roger, it’s me.” Cora called, fighting back a quiver of fear. "I just wanted to check on you."

"I said go away." He barked again, and Cora thought she heard something smash.

such a state, and though his harsh words and

was a bit larger than hers, but no less opulent - at least it had been. Now it lay in ruins - every piece of furniture had been broken or toppled, every decorative vase and framed portrait smashed and ripped. Papers and shards of glass, pottery and wood fragments littered the floors, making the room nearly impassable. Cora sucked in a

rippling on his abdomen and arms. His dark hair was tousled and a thick layer of stubble swathed his cheeks.

to her in this condition. "I'm sorry." She stammered, trying and failing to look at anything but the mess or his contoured muscles. "But, from the looks of it,

a swig from the bottle and stalking forward. He trod over the debris as if he didn't even realize it was there, and Cora winced as glass and splinters dug into the soles of his bare feet.

she knew better. The last thing you're ever supposed to do with an irate wolf is behave like prey, and here she was flooded with adrenaline and contemplating flight. "Not like this." Cora managed to utter,

messier than yours." Roger sniped,

thought

"but given what happened I...

shoulder blades colliding with

you to be quite so..." She trailed off, trying to find the right word

Don't you think I'm some sort of monster?

cease the shaking in her voice. "I know what you're doing Roger and you can’t bully me into leaving so that you can carry on wallowing this

head to her neck and drinking in her scent. Cora's stomach flipped, and she could smell the whisky on his

Cora insisted, clenching her eyes shut. "Because I know you won’t hurt

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