Accidental Surrogate for Alpha

#Chapter 302 – Old Friends Home Again

Ella

The morning of the moon ceremony finds me, unsurprisingly, in the kitchen. Eating.

Rafe is with me this time, giggling happily as I dance happily around the room with him, singing about how delicious carrots are as I pour some baby carrots out from their bag onto a plate and begin to munch on them..

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I’m just getting to the part of the song – which I’m making up as I go along about how they’re good for your vision and help you make friends with rabbits when I hear an odd, familiar sound out in the hall.

I gasp, spinning towards the door as the mechanical hum grows louder, and I’m nearly run over when Henry wheels into the room.

“Henry!” I gasp, tears instantly lining my eyes, stumbling in my hurry to hug him close, almost falling into his lap.

“Steady, girl!” Henry laughs, putting out his hands to catch me and help me find my feet, laughing a little. He beams up at me and I’m laughing too, shaking my head at myself as I lean down to give him a proper hug and then a kiss on both cheeks.

“We missed you so much!” I gush, my heart in my throat as I pull away. “I’m so glad you’re home and in time! A miracle!”

“Certainly took some doing,” he says, raising his eyebrows at me. “I rode in a cargo plane to get here – this little man had better impress.” He shifts his gaze, then, to the baby in my arms.

“Oh!” I say, standing up straight and remembering my manners. “Henry, may I please have the pleasure of introducing you to your grandchild?”

would give me more joy,” he replies,

in his grandfather’s arms for the first time, trying hard no to be overwhelmed by the beauty

He shakes his head, staring at my son. Though I’m overwhelmed by the moment, part of me reflects that I’m glad Henry met Rafe

hurry through it. “Dad!” he booms, a huge smile on his face. I step back as Henry turns his chair, raising one arm towards his son, the baby still held in the other. Sinclair bends down low to give his father a long, warm hug and I bite my lip to see it. Sinclair never admitted it, but he

around each other, trying to do nice things for each other and make sure everyone’s comfortable. I laugh

living room, take

carrying a silver tray heaped with coffee and food. My stomach rumbles as I look down at it all and I roll my eyes at myself. How can I still

says fondly, looking down at

casually, putting the tray down on the coffee table and sitting close next to Sinclair. “Would you

at me. “I mean if it’s all the

eagerly, touched deeply to see

a little bowling ball when you were born. With the same shock

Henry telling us all about the harrows of his travel back to us, how much he wanted to get here in time for the ceremony. He also catches us up on the lives of our friends who we unfortunately had to left behind, and

“Really?” I gasp, excited.

between us. “It wasn’t a secret,

Sinclair says, smiling at me. “I didn’t want you to be

eyes filling with tears again at the thought

but I also see him glance at the door. He’s torn, I know, between wanting to spend time with his dad and the

nudge and a smile. “We’re perfectly all right

you sure?” he asks, glancing at me first and