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 -”

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, and meaningful? I mean, if we were just going to

on board with whatever it is you want, all right? So, let’s put the phone

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

hips and pulling me close, resting his forehead against mine. “Why did that make you so angry? It was

“it’s so important to me. It’s –

understanding then, drawing me closer

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

me up even tighter, making me smile. “I understand, and I agree. It’s

head. And then, sighing with relief that I have him on my side and that I just have him at

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

going

mean, if we’re not going to do it

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

me. “No, Roger,” I growl. “I still want it to be right! I’m not going to just let you bite my

to slide his fingers under my shirt to the place

smell like dirt and field hospital,” I reply,

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

howl of triumph. I want

my arms over my chest, “says

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

at my handsome mate, my eyes sparkling. “Your wolf had better take some lessons from