Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate by Caroline Above Story

Chatper 486

#Chapter 486- Mothers and Fathers

Ella

“Ella, you can’t just demand

But I glare at Sinclair, slicing my hand through the air and shaking my head as I realize that he can’t hear what I’m hearing.

And the first thing that comes to my ears…

Is a laugh.

“All right, little daughter,” a soft voice says, and I instantly recognize it as my mother. “I stopped there for a reason, but if you get out of my pool, I’ll give you one more.”

I narrow my eyes at the moon but do as the Goddess bids, stepping out of the pool.

“I ended there because I do not know the outcome,” she says, her voice sorrowful. “His mission will be…his own. But, I do know this…”

And I reach out and put a hand on Sinclair’s arm, very tense. I gasp a little as a new vision forms very fleeting, very brief –

But in it, Jesse is an old, old man wrinkles crinkle around his eyes as he smiles down at a child in his arms

His grandchild, or maybe his great- grandchild or maybe not a child of his blood at all, but certainly one he loves very, very much –

It’s gone as soon as it comes, but it’s enough.

Jesse – he lives. And it’s enough.

eyes turned up now towards the sky, the tension

Thank you.”

they were before. “Even if you don’t trust

understanding, committing

whatever magic was here lifts,

the pool fades until it’s just…a

asks, staring down

I ask, desperate

his head at me. “See you plunge into the pond yelling at

vision!” I explain, and when he continues to stare at me I let out a deep breath. “Okay.

“She showed you more!?”

nod slowly. “She knew I was upset when the vision ended with Jesse in darkness.

moon, as if he wants to get mad now but he’s a little too scared of

I say, pointing down at his shoes, “have warm dry feet. So.

The baby’s face is peaceful now, his eyes starting to drift shut. “Leave it to you, trouble,” he murmurs, “to bully

when he offers him to me, probably knowing that I’m upset and want to hold the baby close. “If I’m

you,” Sinclair sighs, wrapping a warm arm around my shoulders. “Come on. Let’s go

hour later, Sinclair makes good on his promise and comes out of Cora and Roger’s closet, tossing

Cora says, frowning down at me with

told you,” I say on

the wet hem of my gown, my ruined shoes, and Sinclair’s pale face when we came out of the forest and went totally still. We tried to put on a good

celebration could continue, but I could tell: the entire time, she just wanted to get us alone so that she could get the

as worried, though he’s doing

he says, putting a hand on her

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