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.”

he smiles at me – a wayward, vicious thing –

Before he disappears.

I blink, and the world – my room –

Cora says, abruptly in front of me

at my side as I blink rapidly, trying to clear my thoughts. “Are you – “he

I’m

in her hands, studying me with horror on

of mint still clinging to the back of my mouth. As I exhale I run my hands over my stomach and check on

as strong –

a moment, torn between wanting to explain and the feeling of the next contraction coming steadily

between my knees, nodding. “All right, Ella,” she says, pulling me a little

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 baby but we’ve got to concentrate

he says, his voice low as he sits up and puts his

with my mate behind me, and my sister ready to

our little baby girl is

teeny tiny fingers, her perfect little nose. She shouts her unhappiness and shakes her little head, which only makes me laugh as I try to

perfect,” Sinclair breathes, tucked close behind me, peering at our baby

I say between gasping breaths. “Oh god, she’s

coming to sit next to me and stroke a hand over her little head. We’re

I love her, and

aunt,” Sinclair murmurs, his voice

tapping the baby’s little belly with a single finger, “I’d be the best.” She leans forward, kissing me on the cheek. “I’ll give you two a couple of minute, all

well as she scrunches her nose at me and turns to the door,

as I want to shout my thanks out after them, all I can do is stare down

as I study her face and he wraps his arms around me, doing the

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