Accidental Surrogate for Alpha

#Chapter 479 – Meeting the Family

Cora

“He’s amazing,” Roger says, beaming as he raises his head look at me in wonder. “I didn’t – damn it, Cora, I didn’t know I could love someone this much -”

“What about me!?”

“Someone besides you,” Roger says, rolling his eyes. “You’re my mate, Cora, obviously that’s different.”

“Damn well better be,” I murmur, bending over the baby and stroking the skin of his perfect, tiny face with the tip of my finger. Roger leans close, giving me a kiss on the cheek.

“Thank you,” he says, his voice so quiet I barely hear him. “You’re amazing Cora. I’m so grateful for you, and for him, and everything you did to bring him into this world.”

I smile as I raise my eyes to my mate’s and then I kiss him for real, passing all of those sentiments back down the bond. Because this little baby – he really is both of ours, equal parts of both of us, the perfect embodiment of everything we mean to each other.

And quite suddenly, he’s our entire world.

“So, what do you think,” I say a moment later when I break the kiss, looking back down at the baby. “Does the name still fit?”

“Yeah, I think the name still fits,” Roger says, his lips turning up in a smile as he looks the baby over. “I think it’s perfect.”

“All right,” I say, beaming down at our kid. “Then welcome, to the world, little J-”

But then, the door opens, and I see Ella peeking in.

a full five minutes,” she squeaks. “But I

out a hand towards her. “Come

Rafe isn’t excited, but he has an excuse because he’s curled sleeping in Sinclair’s arms.

the little baby in his brother’s arms. “He’s beautiful, Cora.

a little shove. “Let them

at his family with a big

Roger and then turning to place him in Ella’s waiting arms, which are practically vibrating with their

down at our perfect little baby boy. “Oh, he’s so perfect! And so little! And so cute – oh I didn’t think he’d be

his arms over his chest. “You didn’t think my baby

expected him to be dark, like Rafe – like you and Dominic -” she grins, studying her nephew. “But his hair is lighter,” she murmurs, running her fingertips over his soft fuzz of hair,

with her nephew, as I watch

looking between Roger and I. “What did you call him? Do we finally get to

quite formal all of a sudden. ” Ella, Dominic, Henry – Roger and

her mouth. “Oh my god,” she murmurs, pressing her eyes shut against her sudden tears, ”

sleeping Rafe to a laughing Henry and then reaching for Jesse, taking my tiny baby into the crook of his gigantic arm and beaming down

Jesse and

as Ella darts over to lift Rafe out of

get a good look at you. Do you know who I am? Grandpa?” Henry smiles and lowers his face to kiss the

our family, each of us wondering a little absently about his future, about how much we’re going to love him. Somehow, inevitably, he ends up back in my

he starts to drift off to sleep, frowning a little and making me laugh. “Here with your family

of it, too distracted by the sight of my sleeping baby and my own exhaustion. Roger gets up from the bed to go and fill out the birth certificate paperwork and do some other things – I