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.

my eyes turned up now towards the sky, the

Thank you.”

even fainter now than they were before. “Even if you don’t trust this world, or me, trust

understanding, committing

whatever magic was here

fades until it’s

happened?” Sinclair asks, staring down

I ask, desperate

you plunge into the pond yelling

and when he continues to stare at me I let out a deep

“She showed you more!?”

when the vision ended with Jesse in darkness. So,

now but he’s a little too scared of her for blasphemy. “Well, that hardly seems fair,” he

at his shoes, “have warm dry feet. So. Fair

laughs 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,

me, probably knowing that I’m upset and want to hold the baby close. “If I’m not going to bully a

leave it to you,” Sinclair sighs, wrapping a warm arm around my shoulders. “Come on.

his promise and comes out of Cora and Roger’s closet,

frowning down at me with her

say on a

course, she doesn’t believe me. Cora took one look 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 group of all the wonderful things

in the house with food and drink so Jesse’s celebration could continue, but I could tell: the

he’s doing

it’s all right, Cora,” he says, putting a hand on

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