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.

five minutes,” she squeaks. “But I don’t think I can bear it any

reaching out a hand towards her.

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

at the little baby in his brother’s arms. “He’s

a little shove. “Let them hold the

family with a big smile. “But I’m afraid to move. I

take the baby from Roger and then turning to place him in Ella’s waiting arms, which are practically vibrating with their eagerness to hold her new

boy. “Oh, he’s

against the pillows and crossing his arms over

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

nephew, as I watch Sinclair look over her shoulder

in sudden surprise and looking between Roger and I.

Dominic, Henry – Roger and I are very pleased

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

for Jesse, taking my tiny baby into the crook of his gigantic arm and beaming down

grinning at Jesse and

Henry asks, eager to meet his grandson. And Sinclair smiles, waiting patiently as Ella darts over to lift Rafe out of Henry’s arms so that Jesse

know she’s the one you want. I just want to get

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 arms and though I’m glad his family all got a chance to say hello, I admit that there’s a

little baby,” I murmur, staring down into my son’s face as he starts to drift off to sleep, frowning a little

room is busy, though I admit I don’t catch much 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 don’t know what – while I stay in the