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.

world – my

abruptly in front of me now, shining a light

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

– um I’m fine,”

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

clinging to the back of my mouth. As

as strong – just as uncomfortable, ready to be

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, Ella,” she says, pulling me a little lower so that I’m flatter on my back now. “When you’re ready,

my eyes shut, passing all of my emotions down our bond – my fear, and my shock, but alongside it my conviction that…that I’m okay, right now, and so is the baby but we’ve got to

he says, his voice low as he sits up

me, and my sister ready to welcome my little girl, I push

an hour later, our little

as Cora places her in my arms, the tears dripping down my face 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, which only makes me laugh as I

Sinclair breathes, tucked close behind me,

gasping breaths. “Oh

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

her voice almost reverent. “And I love

murmurs, his

kissing me on the cheek. “I’ll give you two a couple of minute,

my sister as well as she scrunches her nose at me and turns to the door, taking the team

much as I want to shout my thanks out after them, all I can

her face and he wraps his arms around me, doing

like you, Ella,”

little shocked.

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