Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate by Caroline Above Story

#Chapter 406 – 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 pis sed off.

“This is such bull sh it,” 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 -”

thousand times, that I want our mating ceremony – whatever it is

phone with his hand, stepping close to me, “I am 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 talk about

turning towards my mate and putting my phone on the counter, sliding it away from me. “Okay,”

his hands on my hips and pulling me close, resting his forehead against mine. “Why

I can. “Because what we have, Roger,” 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 than I ever thought I wanted, or could ever

soft, sweet noise of understanding then, drawing me

Ella,” I say, my voice slightly mu fled against his shoulder, “and

Roger murmurs, his arms wrapping me up even tighter, making

and I feel him nod his head. And then, sighing with relief that I have him on my side and that I just have him at all – I let my body relax against Roger’s and breathe in his warm, rich, comforting

of relaxing against each other, “can I just give you the mark

going tense in

if we’re not going to do it

from Roger, staring up at him, trying

“I still want it to be

murmurs, stepping close and lifting a hand to slide his fingers under my shirt to the place where my neck meets my shoulder, where

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

up Roger groans, tilting his head back even as he laughs.

raising her snout smugly to the sky and giving a little howl of triumph. I

I say smugly, crossing my arms over my

Roger growls, grabbing me by the waist again and pulling me close, obviously. Like man, like wolf. This

and smiling up at my handsome mate, my eyes sparkling. “Your wolf had better take some lessons from mine. Because he still has some waiting to