Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate

Chapter 294 – Godparents

Ella

“And I am leaving immediately,” Roger adds in, making us all laugh. “Seriously,” he says, “I’m useless until the kid is old enough to throw a ball. Then, it’s all Uncle Roger.” (2

I smile at him, pleased, and take his hand to squeeze it, letting him know how glad I am that he came. His eyes soften as he looks at me, and I know he feels the same.

“All right,” I say, sighing and climbing into the bed. “Sounds like a plan to me.”

Then, everyone goes to their work, Roger and Hank leaving the room and Cora sitting next to me to help me through the first steps of breastfeeding. Sinclair sits close by, clearly interested, but not interfering as Cora shows me how to help the baby latch. I feel a whole new rush of emotion as I feel him begin to suck, as I feel the milk start to flow and feed my baby.

“There,” Cora says softly, and I look at her with tears in my eyes. “See? You’re a natural.”

“Where should he sleep?” I ask, looking around, suddenly desperate. We don’t have a basinet, of

course.

Cora just shrugs. “You’ll figure it out. Use your mom instincts. People were having babies for thousands of years before hospitals came to answer these questions for them about how to have their first night.” She grins a little wickedly at Sinclair and me. “I don’t think you two are going to get much sleep anyway, but…you’ll figure it out.”

I laugh a little and return my gaze to my baby, whose eyes are closed as I hold him warm against my chest. “That’s right, baby,” I whisper. “We’re going to figure it out.”

“Okay,” my sister says, standing and giving me a kiss on the forehead. “You’re a marvel, Ella,” she whispers. “Call me if you need anything. I’ll see you at the hospital tomorrow.”

I nod, but don’t look at her, instead staring at my son. My new baby, this much- and long–desired

child who is finally, finally here.

I feel the weight of Sinclair’s body on the bed next to me as the door clicks shut behind Cora, but I don’t take my eyes away from Rafe as Sinclair wraps his arms around me.

my hair. “This is the start

ready for it?”

say, turning my head to grin up at my mate, eager. “I’m ready for it. I’ve been waiting for this

Cora

I push through the doors of the palace but I also feel oddly…complete. It’s more than the general happiness I feel after one

something…else in the air. More than just a job well done. I reflect, suddenly, that maybe it’s the knowledge that I have a new little nephew now, to raise and to

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make sure that it’s safe

I turn,

ask, watching him as he walks slowly over to me, his hands sunk deep in his pockets.” Well, that’s not much of a surprise. The two lone siblings of the father and the

cheek, as well as hear them. “But only one of

laugh that spills out of me at that, and I look down at my feet. “Well,” I say, a little awkward. I haven’t talked to Roger in weeks, let alone this casually. “I

see his hand reaching for mine. I flinch

I ask, suddenly mad. “What are you even doing here? Weren’t you so eager to

but that doesn’t mean that everyone went home and no one’s lurking in the dark wanting

from him and heading down the steps to

me, his voice

snap again, turning to glare at him. “What, Roger! I

challenging me. “You don’t need help getting home? Or

almost through my teeth, shaking my head at him. “Seriously? Now? You want to dig into this now, after months of silence

angry now. “The absolute nothing that

my mouth to throw his words back

I wanted to,” Roger pushes, “how could

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“Is that the great barrier? Have you never heard of

Cora?” Roger asks, closing the distance between us, his voice hurt now as well as mad. “That’s