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 -”

told you, like a thousand times, that I want our mating ceremony – whatever it is 1 to be special, and meaningful? I mean, if we were just going to do it any old way we would

want, all right? So, let’s put the phone and the rage away for a few minutes and just talk about this. But no one is

on the counter, sliding it away from me. “Okay,” I agree, nodding but looking

hands on my hips and pulling me close, resting his forehead against

emotions as best 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

a soft, sweet noise of understanding then, drawing me closer and wrapping his arms around

don’t want to help Ella,” I say, my voice slightly mu fled against his shoulder, “and like…the nation, or whatever. I just…this is important to

right,” Roger murmurs, his arms wrapping me up even tighter, making me smile.

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 scent, letting it wrap all

a few long moments of relaxing against each

I shriek, going tense in

going to do it

from Roger, staring up at him, trying to

I growl. “I still want it to be right!

the place where

laugh, shoving him away. “I smell like dirt and field hospital,” I reply, shaking my head and stepping away. You’re just

head back even as he laughs. “Seriously, Cora, it’s bite her now, do it! On a constant refrain, whenever you’re

howl of triumph. I want it too, she says, giving a wolfish little grin, but I know

wolf,” I say smugly, crossing my arms over my chest,

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

eyes sparkling. “Your wolf had better take some lessons from mine. Because he still has some