Accidental Surrogate

Ella

“Kinda wish I knew what Rafe’s power is going to be now,” I murmur as we lift Rafe’s carrier out of the car early the next morning.

Cora and Roger stayed up in their room for a few more minutes, but they came downstairs much more cheerful and ready to celebrate. I watched them carefully a long time, checking to see if they were just putting on good faces for their guests – but honestly? From everything I could see, they really decided to embrace the good news the Goddess gave them.

It was a wonderful night and a brilliant morning.

But now? Now I want to go to sleep.

“I already know what his gift is,” Sinclair says, slinging an arm around my shoulders as we start into the palace.

“You do?” I gasp, looking up into his face. But then I scowl when I see his smirk and realize that he’s kidding. ” Oh, you liar.”

“No really,” he says, raising his eyebrows at me. “His goddess-given power is just…handsome.”

“What!?” I squeak, a little aghast, my mouth falling open at this ridiculous idea.

“Come on!” Sinclair says, laughing and grinning down at me. “Look how good looking this kid is!” he continues, gesturing down at our son in his carrier, who is sleeping with a little bit of drool dribbling out the side of his mouth.

“Oh my god,” I groan, speeding up my steps and attempting to move ahead of my ridiculous mate.

“I’m serious!” Sinclair pushes, laughing, easily catching up to me with his long legs. “Didn’t you see him in that vision, all grown up? He is a handsome guy – it’s got to be his power.”

“Stop flattering yourself, Dominic,” I mutter, stepping into our elevator and jabbing the up button with my thumb. ” He looked just like you.”

“Precisely my point!” Sinclair says, wrapping my arm around my waist and tugging me close against his side as the elevator begins to raise, “he’s going to bring nations to their knees with just his smoldering gaze – ”

at Sinclair. “Your dad is going to raise you to be vain and overly pleased

know the full extent of his power! He has to be prepared!

smacking Sinclair on the chest. “We’re trying to raise a nice boy

not saying that I’m wrong,” my mate says, smirking and cupping my face in

as the doors open. I bite my lip though. “But he really was handsome, wasn’t

into our hall. “If it’s not a gift it’s a curse. He’s going to have to keep a fly swatter at

and my side begin to ache. We pass a few staff in the hallway who smile happily at us as we make our way down the hall to our

sigh, looking down at our kid, “I

just used to his loud mom,” Sinclair sighs, dropping a kiss on my cheek

baby as I gather him

from the closet, because of course his alpha hearing

whisper, grinning at Rafe as I tuck him against my shoulder and stand to carry him into the closet, intent on getting him changed into some pajamas. “And whatever he says, you

won’t contest,” Sinclair says, grabbing me to his half-naked body the moment I step

a long, lingering one, and then he pats me on the ass before reaching for some pajama

in the closet then as we all get ready for bed even though its about seven in the morning. These baptisms – they’re exhausting, but there’s something nice about having an entire day of rest afterwards. Like the baby’s big day gives us all a little respite to sit back and think about our world, our

crib. I sigh after I put him down, crossing my arms over my chest. “Maybe we should take him into the nest tonight,” I murmur. “Keep him close

with them every night,” Sinclair says softly, leaning in to kiss me on the side of my

gather

says, wrapping his arms around me and walking backwards towards the bed, tugging me with him so that we both fall back onto the mattress