Accidental Surrogate for Alpha

Chapter 489 – Cozy Little Nest

Ella

“Kinda wish I knew what Rafe’s power is going to be now,” I murmur as we lift Rafe’s carrier out of the car early the next morning.

Cora and Roger stayed up in their room for a few more minutes, but they came downstairs much more cheerful and ready to celebrate. I watched them carefully a long time, checking to see if they were just putting on good faces for their guests – but honestly? From everything I could see, they really decided to embrace the good news the Goddess gave them.

It was a wonderful night and a brilliant morning.

But now? Now I want to go to sleep.

“I already know what his gift is,” Sinclair says, slinging an arm around my shoulders as we start into the palace.

“You do?” I gasp, looking up into his face. But then I scowl when I see his smirk and realize that he’s kidding. ” Oh, you liar.”

“No really,” he says, raising his eyebrows at me. “His goddess-given power is just…handsome.”

“What!?” I squeak, a little aghast, my mouth falling open at this ridiculous idea.

“Come on!” Sinclair says, laughing and grinning down at me. “Look how good looking this kid is!” he continues, gesturing down at our son in his carrier, who is sleeping with a little bit of drool dribbling out the side of his mouth.

“Oh my god,” I groan, speeding up my steps and attempting to move ahead of my ridiculous mate.

“I’m serious!” Sinclair pushes, laughing, easily catching up to me with his long legs. “Didn’t you see him in that vision, all grown up? He is a handsome guy – it’s got to be his power.”

mutter, stepping into our elevator and jabbing the up button with

around my waist and tugging me close against his side as the elevator begins to raise, “he’s going to bring nations

rolling my eyes at Sinclair. “Your dad

of his power! He has to be prepared! He,

gasp, smacking Sinclair on

my mate says,

eyes at him as the doors open. I bite my lip though. “But he really was handsome, wasn’t he?

at me as we step into our hall. “If it’s not a gift it’s a curse. He’s going

pass a few staff in the hallway who

say with a happy sigh, looking down at our kid, “I think maybe his

just used to his loud mom,” Sinclair sighs, dropping a kiss on my cheek before I crouch down to lift the baby

little baby as I gather him up in my arms. “He is a big

from the closet, because of course his alpha hearing caught my private conversation with my

to carry him into the

won’t contest,” Sinclair says, grabbing me to his half-naked body the moment I

for a kiss. Sinclair gives it to me a long, lingering one, and then he pats me on

for bed even though its about seven in the morning. These baptisms – they’re exhausting, but there’s something nice about having an entire day of rest afterwards. Like the baby’s big day gives us all a little respite to sit back and think about our world,

then tuck him into his little crib. I sigh after I put him down, crossing my arms over my chest.

in to kiss me

I growl. ” Maybe I’ll gather all

bad idea,” my mate says, wrapping his arms around me and walking backwards towards the bed, tugging me with him so that

mate in my fresh, cozy nest. “Just until they’re

shoulder and playing with my hair with one