Accidental Surrogate for Alpha

#Chapter 393 – Do You Know what I Know?

Cora

“What?” I ask, confused. I – I have a gift? I quickly search for it within myself but….it’s not there. I mean, I know how Ella’s feels – she passed it to me before, I carried it – but there is nothing in me now that feels anything like that…

“Yours is different from your sisters,” the Goddess explains. “Ella’s soul is that of a healer, and so that is her gift. Yours,” she smiles lightly, “reflects you. You’ve used it before,” she says, turning her head to glance at Roger with a little laugh. “I’m surprised you did not notice it then.”

“What?” I ask again, still baffled. But she turns to go and I grab for her hand. “Please,” I say, shaking my hand, “I don’t understand -”

“Perhaps you should ask your sister for help,” the Goddess says with a shrug. “She can guide you to it, I think, as hers is already unlocked. But you already have your gift, Cora.” She assures me. She hesitates then before laughing a little, “as does your child.”

“What!?” I say for the third time, my mouth falling open now as I stare at her and then glance down at my stomach before looking back up into her face. ” My child -”

“All your children,” she says simply, as if it’s obvious, “will be gifted, as you are, as Ella is. As you, my daughters, are gifts to me – it is my gift to you, and to all of your children.”

“Whoa,” Roger says, sitting back in his chair and raising a hand to his head in shock. “All…all are kids are going to be magic?”

The Goddess laughs a little. “Each will be gifted,” she says simply, turning back to me. “And each gift will be unique, and will reflect each child’s unique spirit. As yours does, as Ella’s does. They’ll all have pieces in common but -” she sighs happily now, shaking her head as if it’s too complicated to explain. “You will see, Cora. I need not explain it all. Your children will show you.”

“Thank you,” I whisper.

“I love you,” the Goddess says, raising her hand and brushing my cheek with her fingertips. “Carry that knowledge your whole life. I will see you again,” she promises, and I cling to that prophecy just a little, “but until then carry my love.”

And then, as Roger and I watch, my mother passes through a door in the back of the room – a door that I swear was not there a moment ago –

stare at the door and then turn, slowly, to stare at each other. And then, as I continue to stare at him, he starts to laugh – a low, delighted sound – as he gets up and crosses the small room to me, wrapping me tight in his arms and rocking me back and

knew it,” he murmurs, still holding me tight. “I knew it was all going to be good

shock leaves my system I feel myself filling with a

his voice muffled against my skin, “but like… deep down. I knew it was going to

it. But despite all of it, I can’t stop smiling. Inside me my wolf turns in a happy little circle,

“The baby is going to be a wolf, and you have

and raising my hands to bury my fingers in his hair. “I feel – I

we do it now?” he asks, interrupting me and looking down at my neck, raising his hand to start to tug

soft place between my shoulder and my neck I burst

– but we’re both too happy for him to actually be offended. We’re we’re just…so connected now 1- that the mating bond has snapped together on both ends. It’s like he can intuit my emotions and my meaning without even having

not?” He asks, and I can sense

my mom’s house – there are people that live here! We’re not just going to like, throw down here in the back

the hell not?” he asks, looking

little more decency than that.” And then as he wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me closer, looking hungrily down at me, I start to laugh so hard that my whole body shakes. It takes him a moment but then he’s laughing with me, and we

mouth and kisses me, soundly, warmly, so that the love sweeps through me and makes me feel absolutely complete. “But as soon as we’re alone – really alone,

my wolf does to his in the precise same moment. “You’d better,” I whisper, feeling an intense hunger for his

body to my stomach as he makes space between us. “So cool that the baby’s going to have powers,” he murmurs. And Sinclair and Ella are going

sentence. I feel his shock and awe down the bond before he looks up

I ask my eyes going wide. It’s not fear – nothing in his reaction tells me I should

again, he passes me something down the

suddenly, I become aware of…a new little connection inside of me. A link that has been there, but which I hadn’t been aware

she gambols forward