Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate by Caroline Above Story

#Chapter 392 – Do You Know what I Know?
Cora
“What?” I ask, confused. I – I have a gift? I quickly search for it within myself but….it’s not there. I
–
mean, I know how Ella’s feels she passed it to me before, I carried it – but there is nothing in me
now that feels anything like that…
“Yours is different from your sisters,” the Goddess explains. “Ella’s soul is that of a healer, and so that is her gift. Yours,” she smiles lightly, “reflects you. You’ve used it before,” she says, turning her head to glance at Roger with a little laugh. “I’m surprised you did not notice it then.”
“What?” I ask again, still baffled. But she turns to go and I grab for her hand. “Please,” I say, shaking my hand, “I don’t understand -”
“Perhaps you should ask your sister for help,” the Goddess says with a shrug. “She can guide you to it, I think, as hers is already unlocked. But you already have your gift, Cora.” She assures me. She hesitates then before laughing a little, “as does your child.”
“What!?” I say for the third time, my mouth falling open now as I stare at her and then glance down at my stomach before looking back up into her face. “My child
–
“All your children,” she says simply, as if it’s obvious, “will be gifted, as you are, as Ella is. As you,
–
my daughters, are gifts to me it is my gift to you, and to all of your children
“Whoa,” Roger says, sitting back in his chair and raising a hand to his head in shock. “All…all are kids are going to be magic?”
The Goddess laughs a little. “Each will be gifted,” she says simply, turning back to me. “And each gift will be unique, and will reflect each child’s unique spirit. As yours does, as Ella’s does. They’ll all have pieces in common but -” she sighs happily now, shaking her head as if it’s too complicated to explain. “You will see, Cora. I need not explain it all. Your children will show you.
“Thank you,” I whisper.
“I love you,” the Goddess says, raising her hand and brushing my cheek with her fingertips. Carry that knowledge your whole life. I will see you again,” she promises, and I cling to that prophecy just a little, “but until then carry my love”
And then, as Roger and I watch, my mother passes through a door in the back of the room – a door that I swear was not there a moment ago –
And she’s gone
Roger and I both stare at the door and then turn, slowly, to stare at each other
And then as I continue to sate at him, he starts to laugh a low, delighted round as he gets up

as he buries his head against my neck.
“I knew it,” he murmurs, still holding me tight. “I knew it was all going to be good news -”
“You did not,” I laugh, and finally as the shock leaves my system I feel myself filling with a deep and resounding joy in its place. “You were as anxious as I was!”
“Yeah,” he admits, his voice muffled against my skin, “but like….deep down. I knew it was going to
be all right. You know?”
“Sure, baby,” I say, patting his back, letting him think it. But despite all of it, I can’t stop smiling.
Inside me my wolf turns in a happy little circle, prancing around and shaking out her fur, getting
used to the feel of her body moving freely.
Roger stands up a little straighter and grins down into my face. “This is so cool,” he murmurs.
The baby is going to be a wolf, and you have a wolf, and we have a mating bond -” he shakes his
head, laughing, thrilled at it all.
“I know,” I murmur, smiling up at him and raising my hands to bury my fingers in his hair. “I feel
– I feel crazy different, like my whole body has expanded
“Should we do it now?” he asks, interrupting me and looking down at my neck, raising his hand
to start to tug at the collar of my shirt.
“Huh?” and then as I see him eyeing that soft place between my shoulder and my neck I burst
into laughter and swat him away. “Ew, Roger! No!”
“EW?!” He says, his mouth dropping open a little bit – but we’re both too happy for him to actually be offended. We’re – we’re just…so connected now that the mating bond has snapped
together on both ends. It’s like he can intuit my emotions and my meaning without even having to
look at me, even listen to me.
“Why not?” He asks, and I can sense his mild disappointment.
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“Because!” I say, slapping his shoulder playfully. “We’re in my mom’s house there are people
that live here! We’re not just going to like, throw down here in the back of the temple
“Why the hell not?” he asks, looking at me like I’m crazy.
“Roger” I gasp, “Absolutely not! I may be a wolf in spirit, but I was raised human. I have a little. more decency than that.” And then as he wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me closer, looking hungrily down at me, I start to laugh so hard that my whole body shakes It takes him a moment but then he’s laughing with me, and we pass our joy between ourselves down that bond, a
cycle of it that makes me so happy I can barely breathe
“Fine,” he murmurs when we both calin down a little bit, after he presses his lips warmly to my mouth and kisses me, soundly warmly, so that the love sweps through me and makes me feel
letting me know his precise intentions.
And I nudge him with my nose, just as my wolf does to his in the precise same moment. “You’d
better,” I whisper, feeling an intense hunger for his mark that I didn’t feel before.
Slowly, Roger exhales and loosens his arms, his eyes drifting down my body to my stomach as he makes space between us. “So cool that the baby’s going to have powers,” he murmurs. “And
Sinclair and Ella are going to flip when we tell them that Rafe
But he freezes, suddenly, unable to finish his sentence.
I feel his shock and awe down the bond before he looks up into my face and whispers my name.
“What?” I ask my eyes going wide. It’s not fear – nothing in his reaction tells me I should be
afraid. But still…what…
And then, as he looks down at my stomach again, he passes me something down the bond
something I don’t understand, something that doesn’t have words…