Accidental Surrogate for Alpha

#Chapter 480 – Sad Farewells

Cora

“Well,” Hank says, sighing contentedly as he wraps an arm around Sarah’s shoulders. “With Ella here in the city able to patch up anyone pretty much instantly and cure a variety of diseases just by holding people’s hands, there’s not as much use for me here.”

“Oh!” Ella squeaks, and I laugh because I can tell that she feels guilty for making Hank feel a little redundant.

“No, Ella,” Hank says, grinning at her. “Sarah and I just talked about it and I think we can be of more use up in the Northern provinces. There’s a great deal of people there – both humans and wolves – who are without healthcare, and especially without a surgeon.” He shrugs. “I think we can do some good.”

“I think that’s really cool, Hank,” I say, grinning at him.

“I think it’s right,” he says, smiling at me. “But still, I’m glad we got to be here for this, and to meet Jesse.”

“I’m glad too,” I say softly, smiling at my friend. Because as much as my life is full now, and I have less and less time to spend at the clinic…I will certainly miss him.

Hank leans forward to give me a kiss on the cheek, his own quiet farewell, and then Ella walks he and Sarah from the room, murmuring something about Sinclair wanting to say goodbye.

When he leaves, Roger walks quietly over to me, his hands in his pockets, his eyes on the door. “What was that all about?”

“Well,” I say, smiling up at him, ” you’ll be glad to know that Hank is moving away – up to the northern provinces, actually.” I don’t know much about the kingdom’s territories up there, but I do know that it’s a lot of wild land and a lot of rough living. I wonder, privately, if it will suit Hank and Sarah, who don’t exactly strike me as country folk.

“Oh,” Roger says as he purses his lips and looks towards the door, nodding slowly.

I click my tongue, my face bursting into a grin.

“What?” Roger asks, turning to me.

“I can’t believe you’re not crowing with victorious joy,” I say, laughing and shaking my head at him.

“Well,” Roger says, lifting his chin, though he can’t fight his smile anymore. “My mother told me that if you can’t say anything nice, don’t say anything at all.”

I roll my eyes. “Words you’ve never lived by.”

at the baby and me. “I’m a role model

that, Jesse?” I whisper to my sleeping

leaning close

I whisper to

three days,” Roger counters, making me laugh harder. Jesse’s eyes flutter open a little and

holding him closer and rocking him so that he’ll

the fun,” Roger sighs, stroking a hand over my hair. “Doesn’t want to

less sleep,” I say, lifting my head to grin at my mate. “Because we laugh

confirming my thought, and leans in for

Ella

and frowns up at

in the northern provinces! I say to my mate mind-to-mind, genuinely

then he smiles. And how on earth would I make him

I reply, scowling. Some sort

shakes his head at me and then turns to Hank and Sarah as they

Sinclair says, nodding to Sarah and Hank. “I hear you’re leaving. It’s a shame – you’ll be much missed

frowning at his King, and then he glances back at me. “You know,” he says, shaking

the packs in the northern provinces

too,” Hank says, nodding. “Their healing practices are said to be quite unique. I’m very interested

not wanting them to leave. “Even just so Ella has an excuse to call you back to the capital every once in a while to throw you a party and see

them know I

you both,” Hank says, looking between us. “For such incredible opportunities. And for introducing us. Sarah

say, tucking my clasped hands under my chin and beaming at them. “And

we will,” Sarah says, reaching out to put a hand on my shoulder. “I owe you everything, Ella – keeping in touch

eyebrows, but Sinclair just laughs and tugs me close

his head at me even as he smiles. “Your path is your own. Though

will let you do that,” Hank says, raising his eyebrows at Sinclair, his face serious. “There’s a great deal of poverty up there,

done,” Sinclair says, his eyebrows going up as he reaches out a hand, which Hank shakes heartily. ” You’ll