Accidental Surrogate

Chapter 200

Ella

There are tears in my eyes as I come out of the memory, the heady drug still swirling through my senses. I forget that I’m not alone in the room, trying to wrap my brain around the conversation I just recalled. My mind feels as though it might splinter with the weight of so many astounding revelations. I met the Goddess, and though I’d been too young to understand the things she explained to me, to realize that I was the child in the story, I’m certainly old enough now. I have a family. I think dazedly, the Goddess’s own power runs through my veins.

When the heavy silence breaks, I remember I have an audience. “Holy sh!t.” Gabriel utters in amazement.

“Did that… was that… ” Roger stammers, looking around at the other men.

“I can’t believe it.” Henry concludes, looking solemn but reverent as he strokes my brow.

Was that – was that real, or a dream?” I ask nervously, turning wide eyes to my father in law. It felt real, but years of disappointed hopes have trained me never to trust such things.

“No Ella,” Leon answers stiffly, as if he’s suddenly not sure how to address me. “That was very real.”

I clench my eyes shut, and rivulets of salt water streak down my cheeks. They wanted me”I
Murmur in awe. my parents wanted me.

“Of course they did. Henry clucked fondly, wiping a few of my tears away. How could they not?

My brother-in-law is watching us as if we’re mad, Um…is that all that stuck out to you because-“

Put a sock in it, Roger.” Gabriel cuts him off with a low growl.

“Sorry, it just seems like she’% burying the lead”

Roger answers sullenly, crossing his arms over his c.hest, “Mean we just found out secrets about the whole dammed universe and -“

willfully abandoned by her parents,” Leon cuts him of this time “Let her

this” Roger observes grumpily. “But I’m the

tums to glare at his eldest son, “Why don’t you make yourself

and 1’m introduced to the joys of seeing my mate while in the clutches of the ether. “Hello trouble,”

and jaw. They’re even sharper under the

Sinclair chuckles, the worry lines in his brow smoothing out. “Well right back at

nearly as cuddly… I mean her cuddles were nice but yours are so much better.” I stop for a moment, distracted by thoughts of being in my mate’s arms. It takes a moment for my thoughts to get back on track. “But you wolves have had

like a bit

fascinating?” Sinclair tells me, in the tone of one speaking to a drunk toddler. Then he clears

affronted scoff. “Here dearheart, listen to this while I explain to Dominic.” My phone is ready and waiting at my side, with the recording of Sinclair’s purrs cued up in case I needed to be calmed down during the session. He presses play, and the sound rumbles to life by my ear, sending ripples of cozy warmth

to Sinclair, but I find myself dozing nearer and nearer to sleep, floating on the waves of the drug and my mate’s purrs. I hear the far- away sounds of their astounded discussion, about the God of darkness, the

ask after a while, my words

heavy weight settles over my shoulders, and I burrow into the coverlet, You can have as many cupcakes as you want when you wake up, angel.” Henry promises, even though I can hear Sinclair

wide yawn.

laughs, and I realize they’ve brought the tablet back over to me. “Stop sassing me and go

can’t make me… ” I mumble weakly, but I’m only met with purrs

hear Leon protest. “What about the

instructs, “Tl go after her, and when she wakes

been able to find

nightmares!” I exclaim, Wrapping my arms and legs

h.ugging me close and dropping k!sses over

baby.” “Are you sleeping in the middle of the day?” I ask, nuzzling my nose against the bare skin of his c.hest, that special sp0t where his

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