Accidental Surrogate for Alpha

#Chapter 484 – A Small Gathering

Ella

It takes us longer than I know Sinclair would prefer to get out of Roger and Cora’s house that morning, mostly because Cora spent so much time freaking out, hugging me, and scolding me for not telling her immediately. But in the end they let us go, Cora wiping her eyes and Roger giving us a big smile, baby Jesse asleep in his arms.

I hold Sinclair’s hand the whole ride home, squeezing it, so happy and excited. We’re just so blessed right now, and I’m doing everything I can to bask in that glow. My mate, my baby boy, my baby girl on the way?

What more could I ask for?

When we get back into the palace, Sinclair walks me back to our suite of rooms, though I can tell his mind is already on other things.

“You can go,” I say, balancing my little meatball Rafe against my elbow while I give Sinclair a little shove on the shoulder. “You don’t have to walk me back into the rooms – I’m already inside our house!”

“Indulge me, Ella,” he says, giving me a little glancing smile as he pushes open our door and holds it open for me. “I can feel my instincts kicking in already – I’m not going to want to leave your side for the next six months.”

“Oh sure,” I say, rolling my eyes at him and carrying the baby over to his changing station. “Like overprotective pregnancy Alpha is so different from overprotective new dad Alpha.”

“It is different,” he says, smirking at me as he leans against the wall, watching me make quick work of Rafe’s dirty diaper, our little baby happily babbling as I do. “Or at least, it feels different to me.”

“Well, whatever keeps you eagerly at my side,” I say, smiling at him with a wink.

about you?” he asks, raising his chin towards me. “Are you feeling any different yet? I feel almost bad, honestly – you barely got finished breastfeeding. You didn’t even get to do any of

into my arms, where he squeals and reaches for me, grabbing fistfuls of my hair. “I’ll just take a raincheck on those,” I say, stepping close to my mate and letting him wrap me in my arms. “After this next

and cupping my face in his hands, planting a little kiss on my mouth. “Except,

giving a happy little sigh. “But do

is it?” he asks, genuinely

hand in the

the second version of the nest,” Sinclair comments, and I can tell by his happy

onto my bed, taking Rafe with me. “And it has to accommodate a Prince as well as a growing Princess,” I say, grinning at my son. “So yeah, I’m going

pillows?” he

no,” I say, grinning. “That’s just the blanket budget,

shakes his head at me, still laughing, but comes over and again takes my face

ask, a little mournful. I mean, I just made this nest, and it

kiss to my mouth. “But I’ll be back to help you christen the nest later.” He sighs and steps away, handing me a

door. “Come on, baby,” I sigh as I start to click through the tablet, Rafe starting to crawl around in the blankets next to me. “Let’s start by ordering you and Sissy

Two Weeks Later

I call into our little closet. “Is he ready!? Let’s

calls back, though

and getting Jesse dressed in his own little tuxedo. Jesse’s two weeks old now, and just the cutest baby in the world – Rafe excepted, of course –

I squeal when I see him, just barely able to hold his little bald head up. “He’s just going to barf all over it, plus he’s only going to wear it for an hour! He has to be naked when you present him to

and tickling Jesse’s fancy little belly. “And I don’t care if he wears it for an hour or a minute, it was too cute to resist.” I laugh, completely undone by the sight of Cora’s and Jesse, all dressed up. Rafe babbles