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…

my eyes at myself, sick, again,

– and I’m so happy she has what she wants in her life. But sometimes she’s just

over, reaching for my phone, seeking some kind of distraction from these disquieting- thoughts. But when I pick it up the first thing

– how did the baptism go?

Cora? You

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me a text when you get up – I know you were

haven’t heard from you.

swipe the messages away and click through the rest of

there’s nothing at all from Roger. Not a peep. As I take a deep breath and check my email, another message from Hank pops

I’m… I mean, this is a little pathetic, but

your apartment door…

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

between us last

out of my bed and dash for the

to it,

large bag of Chinese on the little mail table I

“I just woke up – we were up all night.

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

leaning against my door frame and gesturing towards my little apartment. “I am…well, I

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

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

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

feel something twist in my stomach as I watch him, something that makes me…well, makes- me want to jump across the couch and

and focus on him. “Did you

little. I’m sorry, Hank,” I

hand, squeezing it a bit before sitting back. “I was just curious if you think

the clinic,” I respond instantly, looking down at my chicken with broccoli and picking up a morsel. “But she doesn’t have any medical experience. Would she really be helpful there? I think that she would do anything – but

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