Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate by Caroline Above Story

#Chapter 302 – 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.

I guess Cora was right.

Being a father is important to Roger – his destiny, even. And if Cora can’t give him children… Henry meets, my eyes, perhaps understanding the direction of my thoughts. He takes my hand,

too hard on her messages they often present themselves in the most surprising

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chair, smiling down at my baby, who’s staring

again. “And his future is very, very bright. This I know

of them – especially Isabel, James, and Sadie, who

Rafe around to his new friends and family. But still, Isabel and I make plans to have a good long talk later this week

almost breathless with excitement and stress

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occasion. It’s perhaps too much for a trip to the woods, but we’ll be

right? God, I don’t know. I’ve never held a midnight baptism

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says, coming up behind me, looking gorgeous in his tuxedo. He rests two rea*suring hands on my shoulders. “Everything is in order, Ella – you don’t need to micromanage everything. It’s

one. “I just want everything to go smoothly, and everyone to have a nice time, and to make sure that everyone gets enough time with

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 your shirt, and no

would have cared,” I say, turning on him with

Ella, is that you should just calm down and enjoy the night. It’s for us, as much as for him.

his lips and then looking down at my happy baby in my arms. “I need to…live

says, putting an arm around my shoulders and moving towards the door. “It’s

two vans waiting to take us all out in the woods. “Oh, Dominic!” I say, spinning in his arms and looking towards the kitchen. “Did

me with a stern little smile. “Stop.

a deep breath and look up at him with wide eyes, making him laugh. “I’ll try. I really

bends down a little to grab Rafe’s car seat, waiting by the door. “You