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 -”

up at him, my 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 is 1 to be special, and meaningful? I mean, if we were just going to do it any old way we would

am on board with whatever it is you want, all right? So,

deep breath then, turning towards my mate and putting my phone on the counter, sliding it

his forehead against mine. “Why did

I sigh, sorting through my emotions as best I can. “Because what we have, Roger,” I continue, putting my hands on his chest, “it’s so

noise of understanding then, drawing me closer

slightly mu fled against his shoulder, “and like…the nation, or whatever. I just…this is important to me. I want it to be right, just this one

even tighter, making me smile. “I understand, and I agree. It’s a no for

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 around

after a few long moments of relaxing against each other, “can

going tense

mean, if we’re not going to do it publicly-

Roger, staring up at him, trying to ascertain whether or

growl. “I still want it to be right! I’m not going to just let you bite my neck when we’re hanging out

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

him away. “I smell like dirt and field hospital,” I reply,

as he laughs. “Seriously, Cora, it’s bite

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 I know how to

wolf,” I say smugly, crossing my arms over

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

wolf had better take some lessons from mine.