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.”

smiles at me – a wayward, vicious thing – and gives another

Before he disappears.

the world – my

abruptly in front of me now, shining a light in

Sinclair gasps at my side as I blink rapidly, trying to clear my thoughts. “Are you – “he spins his head to Cora, “is she all

– um I’m fine,”

my face in her hands, studying me with horror on her features.

my mouth. As I exhale I run my hands over my stomach

as strong – just

my sister, to my mate. “It – um – ” I hesitate for a moment, torn between wanting to explain and the feeling of the next contraction coming steadily on. “It was it was really weird, all right, but right

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 back now. “When

hold I turn 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

says, his voice low as he sits up and

and my sister ready to welcome my little girl,

our

peer at my baby, reaching out a finger to stroke her teeny tiny fingers, her perfect little nose. She shouts her unhappiness and shakes her little head, which only makes me laugh

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

between gasping breaths. “Oh god, she’s so cute

stroke a hand over her little head. We’re

voice almost reverent. “And I

murmurs, his

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

my sister as well as she scrunches her nose at me and turns to

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

as I study her face and he wraps his

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