Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate by Caroline Above Story

Chapter 311

#Chapter 311 – Cora at Home

Cora

When I wake up it’s almost eight at night and I groan, realizing that my sleep schedule is

completely wrecked. I’m reminded, suddenly, of my years as a medical resident when this sort of thing was normal – sleeping all day, taking night shifts, living moment to moment rather than a steady, scheduled life.

And quite frankly, right now? That sounds really wonderful, compared against a whole night of empty hours in which I have nothing to do but… think.

Think about what I’m doing in my life, think about my career which has gone in a really weird direction, think about my relationship…s.

About a certain kiss in the woods.

About a sweet doctor who, apparently, wants to build a life with me.

I sigh and sit up, looking around at my sterile little apartment. I never really decorated, I realize as

I look around at the grey and beige furniture, the simple linens, the charmless curtains. Everything is functional and high quality but none of it is… me?

Or is it?

I frown at my space, thinking of Ella’s sweet home that – even though Sinclair picked out most of the furniture before she moved in – still sings Ella Ella Ella in every corner. It’s warm and sweet

and comfortable. What does my space say about me?

I mean, I’m an orphan – I never had any possessions or any control over the environments in

which I lived, so where would I have learned to decorate? I never had a mother to show me how

So where did Ella…

sick, again, of being jealous of

her life. But

disquieting- thoughts. But when I pick it up the first thing I see is one of those relationships I’m trying to avoid

did the

You

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when you get up – I know you were up

haven’t heard from you.

swipe the messages away and click through the rest of my phone,

not let it bother me that there’s nothing at all from Roger. Not a peep. As I take a deep breath and check my email, another message from

this is a little pathetic, but I’m outside. Can you let me

your apartment door…

being so sweet and I’m…well, I’m not being fair

holding a space for Roger, one he doesn’t even want – despite what might have pa*sed between us last night,

wrong with me? Quickly, I jump out of my bed

get to it,

little, his eyes going wide, accidentally dropping the large bag of Chinese on the

too cheerful. “I’m so sorry,” I continue, smiling at him, “I just woke up – we were up

says, giving me his rare, warm smile. “I get it –

my door frame and gesturing

turning up a bit at the corner. “That sounds great,

eating right out of the containers with the supplied chopsticks, Hank tells me all about his day. He held down the fort at the little free clinic we both work at, seeing both prospective mothers as well as general ailments from humans and wolves who currently don’t have access to their regular healthcare

a busy day with some tricky cases. I watch Hank closely as he tells me his story,

stomach as I watch him, something that makes me…well, makes- me want to jump across

asks, making me blink and

a little. I’m sorry, Hank,” I say, giving him an apologetic look. “I got….lost in my thoughts a

giving me a little wink and reaching out to grab my hand, squeezing it a bit before sitting

picking up a morsel. “But she doesn’t have any medical experience. Would she really be

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