Accidental Surrogate

Chapter 492: A Gift

Ella

I go rigid at the idea of this dark god giving my daughter anything.

“No,” I gasp, attempting to push myself away from him – but I struggle to move

“Fear not, moon daughter,” he says, the corner of his lip tilting up. “I do not give curses to those who are my chosen ones – only gifts.”

And with that shadows begin to swirl in his hand. My eyes go wide as they build and build into an orb of smoke and shade.

“No!” I protest again, my voice a little breathless this time.

“Careful, girl,” he growls, taking a step closer, bending over me now. “If you anger me, I will not be so eager to bestow my gift. You would not to incur my ire for your life, instead of a blessing for hers, would you?”

I cringe away from him, not knowing what to do – not knowing which will be worse-

The God of Darkness stretches out his hand over me and the shadows begin to spill down from his fingers, surrounding me.

“A blessing,” he murmurs, “for the first granddaughter of the moon from her benefactor. Long may she live, dwelling in darkness as well as light.”

The shadows, when they touch me, are soft – gentler than I imagined they’d be, like velvet or mist. When I breathe, they flow into me through my nose and my mouth. I gasp, worried – but the smoke, it tastes faintly of…of mint, and cool mornings, and it soothes my aching throat…

I look up at the God in wonder, tilting my head at him.

“See?” he says softly. “Not all that dwells in darkness is wicked.”

And then he smiles at me – a wayward, vicious thing – and gives another short bow before

Before he disappears.

blink, and the world – my room

me now, shining a

Sinclair gasps at my side as I blink rapidly, trying to clear my thoughts. “Are you – “he spins his head

um I’m

me with horror on her features. “Ella, they

to the back of my mouth. As I

strong – just as uncomfortable,

” I hesitate for a moment, torn between wanting to explain and the feeling of the

bed to position herself between my knees, nodding. “All right, Ella,” she says,

turn my face to him and press my eyes shut, passing all of my emotions down our bond – my fear, and my shock,

low as he sits up and puts his hands

behind me, and my sister ready to welcome my little girl,

hour later, our little baby

stroke her teeny tiny fingers, her perfect little nose.

Sinclair breathes, tucked close behind me, peering at

say between gasping breaths. “Oh

stroke a hand over her little head. We’re quiet for

“And I love her, and I’m going to be

his voice a little

“I’d be the best.” She leans forward, kissing me on the cheek. “I’ll give you two a couple of minute, all

as she scrunches her nose at me and turns to

to shout my thanks out after them, all I can do is stare

against Sinclair as I study her face and he wraps his arms

like you,

a little shocked. “Dominic, she’s all

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