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 -”

this?” I snap, looking 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,

you 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 going to force you to

on the counter,

his

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 important to me. It’s – it’s the best thing I’ve got, and so much more than I ever thought I

of understanding then, drawing me closer

it’s 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

making me

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

few long moments of relaxing against

shriek, going

going to do it publicly-

pull back from Roger, staring up at him, trying

that he’s teasing me. “No, Roger,” I growl. “I still want it to be right! I’m not

hand to slide his fingers under my shirt 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, shaking my head and stepping away. You’re

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

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

wolf,” I say smugly, crossing my arms over my chest, “says your

waist again and pulling

“Your wolf had better take some