Accidental Surrogate for Alpha

Chapter 492

#Chapter 492- A Gift

Ella

I go rigid at the idea of this dark god giving my daughter anything.

“No,” I gasp, attempting to push myself away from him – but I struggle to move

“Fear not, moon daughter,” he says, the corner of his lip tilting up. “I do not give curses to those who are my chosen ones – only gifts.”

And with that shadows begin to swirl in his hand. My eyes go wide as they build and build into an orb of smoke and shade.

“No!” I protest again, my voice a little breathless this time.

“Careful, girl,” he growls, taking a step closer, bending over me now. “If you anger me, I will not be so eager to bestow my gift. You would not to incur my ire for your life, instead of a blessing for hers, would you?”

I cringe away from him, not knowing what to do – not knowing which will be worse-

The God of Darkness stretches out his hand over me and the shadows begin to spill down from his fingers, surrounding me.

“A blessing,” he murmurs, “for the first granddaughter of the moon from her benefactor. Long may she live, dwelling in darkness as well as light.”

The shadows, when they touch me, are soft – gentler than I imagined they’d be, like velvet or mist. When I breathe, they flow into me through my nose and my mouth. I gasp, worried – but the smoke, it tastes faintly of…of mint, and cool mornings, and it soothes my aching throat…

I look up at the God in wonder, tilting my head at him.

“See?” he says softly. “Not all that dwells in darkness is wicked.”

at me – a wayward, vicious

Before he disappears.

world – my room – it’s

of me now, shining a light in

my thoughts. “Are you – “he spins his

– um I’m

studying me with horror on her features. “Ella, they went all black you were frozen

to the back of my mouth. As I exhale I run my hands over my stomach

She’s just as strong – just as uncomfortable, ready

– ” I hesitate for a moment, torn between wanting to explain and the feeling of the next contraction coming steadily

mode, moving down on the bed to position herself between my knees, nodding. “All right, Ella,” she says, pulling me a little lower so that I’m flatter on my

face to him and press my eyes shut, passing all of my emotions down our bond – my fear, and my shock, but alongside it my conviction that…that I’m okay, right now, and so is the

right,” he says, his voice low as he sits up and puts his hands my shoulders. “Let’s do

behind me, and my sister ready to welcome my little girl, I push with all my

our little baby girl is

as I peer at my baby, reaching out a finger to stroke her teeny tiny fingers, her perfect little nose. She shouts her unhappiness and

perfect,” Sinclair breathes, tucked close behind me, peering

I say between gasping breaths.

a hand over her little head. We’re quiet for a long moment as I

I love her, and I’m going to be her

murmurs, his voice

Cora coos, tapping the baby’s little belly with a single finger, “I’d be the best.” She leans forward, kissing me on

as she scrunches her nose at me and turns to the door, taking the team of nurses with

thanks out after them, all I can do is stare down at my

face and

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