Accidental Surrogate for Alpha

Chapter 487

#Chapter 487- Mothers and Fathers

Ella

“Ella, you can’t just demand

But I glare at Sinclair, slicing my hand through the air and shaking my head as I realize that he can’t hear what I’m hearing.

And the first thing that comes to my ears…

Is a laugh.

“All right, little daughter,” a soft voice says, and I instantly recognize it as my mother. “I stopped there for a reason, but if you get out of my pool, I’ll give you one more.”

I narrow my eyes at the moon but do as the Goddess bids, stepping out of the pool.

“I ended there because I do not know the outcome,” she says, her voice sorrowful. “His mission will be…his own. But, I do know this…”

And I reach out and put a hand on Sinclair’s arm, very tense. I gasp a little as a new vision forms very fleeting, very brief –

But in it, Jesse is an old, old man wrinkles crinkle around his eyes as he smiles down at a child in his arms

His grandchild, or maybe his great- grandchild or maybe not a child of his blood at all, but certainly one he loves very, very much –

It’s gone as soon as it comes, but it’s enough.

Jesse – he lives. And it’s enough.

now towards the sky, the tension

Thank you.”

now than they were before. “Even if you don’t

nod, understanding, committing

was here lifts, and she’s

fades until

asks, staring down

see?” I ask, desperate

what?” he asks, shaking his head at me. “See you plunge into the pond

explain, and when he continues to stare at me

“She showed you more!?”

nod slowly. “She knew I was upset when the vision ended with Jesse in darkness. So, she showed me him as an old man,

get mad now but he’s a little too scared of her for blasphemy. “Well, that hardly

you,” I say, pointing down at his shoes, “have warm dry

at me almost despite himself, shaking his head as he wraps Jesse up tightly in his blanket. The baby’s face is peaceful now, his eyes starting to drift shut. “Leave it to you, trouble,” he murmurs, “to bully the Goddess into showing you extra

and taking the baby from Sinclair’s arms when he offers him to me, probably knowing that I’m upset and want to hold the baby

to you,” Sinclair sighs, wrapping a warm arm around my shoulders. “Come on. Let’s go get

out of Cora and Roger’s

me with

say on

at the wet hem of my gown, my ruined shoes, and Sinclair’s pale face when we came out of the forest and went totally still. We tried to put on a good show, ensuring the

food and drink so Jesse’s celebration could continue, but I could tell: the entire time, she just wanted to get us alone so that

just as worried, though he’s doing a bit better playing it

Cora,” he says, putting

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