Accidental Surrogate for Alpha

#Chapter 305 – The Goddess’s Light

Cora

I’m a little out of breath when I finally catch up with Roger and Rafe, having had to work hard to keep up with his long wolf stride.

“Rude,” I say when I finally come to a stop next to them. “You couldn’t have waited for me?”

“I’m being rude?” Roger says, raising his eyebrows at me in disbelief. “Cora, you’ve been nothing but unpleasant since the moment we stepped into the forest –”

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I open my mouth with a little squeak of protest but Roger just rolls his eyes and ignores me, going on anyway. “This is supposed to be a sacred experience for Rafe and for us and you’ve done nothing but moan and complain. So yeah, forgive me if I wanted to get away for a moment and concentrate on the magic of this place

“Oh whatever,” I mumble, reaching out my arms so that he can hand me the baby.

“No from you way,” Roger retorts, holding the baby closer to his chest and turning a little away from me. “You don’t get to hold the baby now that we’re at the pool

“Yes I do!” I cry, “the priestess gave him to me!”

“I’m his godparent just as much as you are

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But suddenly, there’s a flare in the light from the pool, and Roger and I turn to it, surprised, both of our mouths falling open. I don’t know how I know it but…well, somehow, I get the sense that the pool – or whatever magic is in it – is irritated with us.

step closer, a little embarrassed. Honestly, it never occurred to me that my behavior with Roger right now was

a little freaked out, suddenly. We’re both very aware that there’s magic in the world, but sometimes when you’re confronted with it so blatantly it can be

to him, and start to say that words that the priestess taught us as

out across the smooth surface of the silver pool. “We

him and bring him into the spirit of your grace,” Roger continues, his own resonant voice

through the trees and am treated by the sight of the full moon itself, beaming brilliantly down on us from above. Hey, mom, I say quietly in

twisting with the emotion of the moment. Because she is here,

yet – but he’s certainly curious. I put my hands out for him and this time Roger does hand him to me, letting me take the baby and unwrap his swaddling blanket. Then, when he’s free of it, Roger and I slowly walk

moonlight streams down onto the baby, growing brighter as the moments pass. My heart fills to see Rafe looking up into the sky, to see

have asked us to bring him here to dedicate him to you.

magic within it. I open my mouth to say something, to tell Roger that I’m sorry, and that I’m glad I’m here with him to do this, when suddenly I

afraid, but Roger brings a quick hand to my waist, steadying

the moon, likewise trying to make it

a little,

the air. Instead, it’s…felt as much as it is seen, communicated to our hearts and minds as much as our eyes. But

fallen to the ground, helping her up and brushing the tears from her face. Then, I see him again – older, but still young.- running across a battlefield, fear on his face but courage in every line of his limbs as he pushes himself to do what is right. We’re passed that quite quickly, though,

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on the girl’s head as well. She smiles up at him with such love in her eyes and then the door to the

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and a light–haired boy I don’t know, just about Rafe’s

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