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 – it’s real

abruptly in front of me now, shining a light in

I blink rapidly, trying to clear my thoughts. “Are you – “he

um I’m

eyes,” Cora says, dropping her flashlight and taking my face in her hands, studying me with horror on her features. “Ella, they went all black you were frozen in

still clinging to the back of my mouth. As I exhale I run my hands over my stomach and

still there. She’s just as strong – just

sister, to my mate. “It – um – ” I hesitate for a moment, torn between wanting to explain and the feeling of the next contraction coming steadily on. “It was it was really weird, all right, but right now?” I shake my head at them,

knees, nodding. “All right, Ella,” she says, pulling me a little lower so

down our bond – my fear, and my shock, but alongside it my conviction that…that I’m okay, right now,

right,” he says, his voice low as he sits up and puts

sister ready to welcome my little girl, I push with all

hour later, our little baby

as I peer at my baby, reaching out a finger to stroke her teeny tiny fingers, her perfect little nose. She shouts her unhappiness and shakes her little head,

behind me, peering at our

between gasping breaths. “Oh god,

me and stroke a hand over her little head. We’re quiet for a long moment as I

her voice almost reverent. “And I love her, and I’m

his voice a

the baby’s little belly with a single finger, “I’d be the best.” She leans forward, kissing me on the cheek. “I’ll give you two a couple of minute, all right?

to the door, taking the team of

to shout my thanks out after them, all I can do is stare down at my perfect little

her face and he wraps his arms around me, doing

like you, Ella,” he breathes,

protest, honestly a little shocked. “Dominic, she’s

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