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 -”

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

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

on the counter, sliding it away

and pulling me close, resting his forehead against mine. “Why

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

makes a soft, sweet noise of understanding then, drawing me closer and wrapping

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

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

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

few long moments of relaxing against each other, “can I just

shriek, going tense in

to

him, trying to ascertain whether or not

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

to the place where my neck meets

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

Roger groans, tilting his head back even as he laughs. “Seriously, Cora, it’s bite her now, do it!

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

crossing my arms over

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

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