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 -”

anger transferring immediately from my sister to my mate. “After I’ve told you, like a thousand times, that I want our mating ceremony – whatever it

Roger says, drawing my attention away from my tirade and covering my 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

mate and putting my phone on the counter, sliding it away from me. “Okay,” I agree, nodding

up,” he murmurs, putting his hands on my hips and pulling me close, resting his forehead against mine. “Why did that make you

“it’s so important to me. It’s – it’s the best thing I’ve got,

a soft, sweet noise of understanding then, drawing

not that I 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 me. I want it to

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

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

against each other,

going tense

going to do

back from Roger, staring up at him, trying to ascertain whether or not

I see the big wicked grin on his face I scowl and smack him on the chest, knowing that he’s teasing me. “No, Roger,” I growl. “I still want it to be right! I’m not going to just let you bite my neck when

my shirt to the place where my neck meets my shoulder, where he intends to mark me. “And you smell

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

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

own wolf perks up inside of me, raising her snout smugly to the sky and giving a little howl of triumph. I want it too, she says, giving a wolfish little grin, but

my arms over my chest, “says your wolf is

by the waist again and pulling me close, obviously. Like

sparkling. “Your wolf had