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 –

of me now, shining a

to clear my thoughts. “Are you –

um I’m fine,”

with horror on her features. “Ella, they went all

nod, taking a deep breath, the scent of mint still clinging to the back of my mouth. As I exhale I run

–

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, a little

moving down on the bed to position herself between my knees, nodding. “All right,

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

his voice low as he sits up

to welcome my little girl, I push with all

hour later, our little

a finger to stroke her teeny tiny fingers,

perfect,” Sinclair breathes, tucked close behind me, peering at our baby over my

is,” I say between gasping breaths. “Oh god, she’s

laughs, coming to sit next to me and stroke a hand over her little head. We’re quiet for a long moment as I press my child against the skin of my

her voice almost reverent. “And I love her,

aunt,” Sinclair murmurs, his

the best.” She leans forward, kissing me on the cheek. “I’ll

turn my face up and kiss my sister as well as she scrunches her nose at me and turns to the door, taking the

honestly, as much as I want to shout my thanks out after them, all I can do is stare down at my perfect

I study her face and he wraps his arms around me, doing the

looks just like you, Ella,”

little shocked. “Dominic, she’s

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255