Accidental Surrogate for Alpha

Chapter 432

#Chapter 432- Arrival of Old Friends

Ella

Cora comes early the day that the festivities begin – if they can be called that. Because while the atmosphere is supposed to be festive, I know that simmering beneath it is a great deal of political tension that my mate is hoping goes just precisely right.

I throw my arms around my sister the moment I open the door to my bedroom, letting her in. “Thank you thank you thank you!” I cry out, the words all mushing together as one.

“Whoa!” Cora says, catching me and laughing, giving me a hug in return. ” It’s fine, Ella – honestly, where else would I be on a day like this?”

“I don’t know, sleeping?” I say, looking at her with wide eyes. “Its 4 am!”

“True,” she says, giving a little shrug and grinning at me. But then she slips a hand to her belly. “Not like I wasn’t up anyway, though.”

“What?” I gasp, tugging her into the room. Cora is about two full months pregnant now, which isn’t much according to a human pregnancy, but if this is a wolf pregnancy? Then she’s probably just getting into her second trimester.

But…is this her second trimester? With a hybrid baby…

She laughs at me, watching me try to do the math in my head as I stare down at her belly, which is juuuust barely starting to swell.

Which is so, so cute

“Yeah,” she says, giving a little shrug. “The morning sickness is starting to hit hard. I got away with it in my first trimester but,” she sighs. “It mostly hits at night for me too. So, I was already up.”

“Poor sister,” I murmur, looking up into her face and meaning every word of it. I reach for her then, wanting to put a hand on her cheek, but she laughs and pushes it away, which makes me laugh as well. Cora isn’t one for coddling or pity.

“What can I get you?” I ask, the smile returning to my face. “I’ve heard ginger tea does good things?”

nodding firmly.

I say, grabbing her hand and

4 am? It’s already chaos – clothes and supplies everywhere. Even a little cart with coffee, tea, and breakfast

says, turning and grinning at her as he stands at the mirror, tying his tie for the fourth time. He wants to get it absolutely, perfectly

chair next to Rafe’s littleplay pen, smiling down at him and patting his head

murmurs, shaking his head and reaching

Cora murmurs, accepting the little cup of tea that I

– they have so much less to do

tea, grinning when she detects that I’ve given her something with ginger in it anyway. “Like it’s so hard

back onto a side table after he finishes texting

you both flatter,” I murmur, giving them both a pleased little glare and flapping my hands at

me a smile. “I haven’t been pampered like this in

I say, turning and giving her a grin. “You’re supposed to

Sunday,” she says, rolling her eyes, “I’m supposed to steal the show. But tonight?

the man who is going

says, coming my side and tugging me close, pressing a kiss to my cheek. I smile when I note that his tie is indeed perfect. “Or,” Sinclair continues,

say, likewise turning my eyes to the baby, who burbles in the playpen,

very cute, but…you’re looking at him with parents’ eyes. I’m sure

into a smile. And I dash over to the little dresser where we keep Rafe’s things, but before I can pull anything out another knock comes at the door

murmurs, moving away from

we’ll ever be!” I sigh, turning to

four short steps up to the dais on which

in his arms

his voice low and pleased. “It is such a joy to see you we were all so worried when you left. It

to take Rafe from Cora’s arms in a hurry so my son can meet the King who was so kind to me during such a large part of my pregnancy. Cora smiles, handing him over willingly, Roger at her side likewise looking eagerly at the Vanaran delegation, which holds so many familiar faces. Henry declined to attend this part of the ceremony, citing long hours

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