Accidental Surrogate for Alpha

Chapter 303

#Chapter 303 – Moonlight Baptism

“Well,” Henry answers, hesitating. “Cora and Roger will see the prophecy.”

My face falls a little when I realize the implications of this. “Really? Unfair,” I declare, pouting.

Henry laughs a little along with me. “It will bring them closer to him, give them a bond.”

“Well,” I sigh, “I want them to have that. What sort of things do you learn, though? Do you share them with the parents?”

“If you choose,” Henry shrugs. “I always did. And Sinclair and Roger’s godparents shared with me, for which I was grateful.”

“What did they tell you?” I ask, curious.

“That Sinclair would be a great leader of men,” Henry says, looking down at the baby again, clearly remembering his baby who looked so like this one. “That was no surprise. But Roger, that was…”

I pause, curious, suddenly fascinated. “What did they say?”

He hesitates and then meets my eye. “I never even told Roger about it. But they told me that his destiny laid less with who he was, and more with the children he would sire. The many children, who would be…” he looks away a bit, trying to sort his thoughts, “it was hard to understand. But something about a set of extraordinary children who would bring much joy to the world.”

My stomach drops at this, though I work hard to keep it off my face.

guess Cora was

a father is important to Roger – his destiny, even. And if Cora can’t give him

gives us many mysteries, Ella,” he says quietly. “Don’t think too

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right,” I say, giving him a little smile, fighting against my own disappointment. I sit up straighter in my chair, smiling down at my baby,

peeking over at him again. “And his future is very, very bright. This I

is full to bursting to see all of them – especially

family. But still, Isabel and I make plans to have a good long talk later this week before Cora comes to stand with her,

approaches. Anxious, I straighten the top of my glittering silver gown, which I picked expressly for the occasion. It’s perhaps too much for a trip to the woods, but we’ll be having champagne later – and then everyone coming back to the house to celebrate all evening – so it seemed right that we be

it right? God, I don’t know. I’ve never

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on my shoulders. “Everything

and shake my head, grateful that my mate can read my mind in more ways than one. “I just want everything to go smoothly, and everyone to have a nice time, and to

necessary,” he whispers in my ear, and I can feel him smiling as he does it. “You don’t need to be everything to everyone, trouble. They’re here to help you. You could have come down in pajamas ten minutes before the ceremony, with baby vomit streaked down

say, turning on him with wide

and enjoy the night.

I murmur, smiling against his lips and then looking down at my

an arm around my shoulders and moving towards the door. “It’s good that

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