Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate

Chapter 302

Chapter 302 – Moonlight Baptism

“Well,” Henry answers, hesitating. “Cora and Roger will see the prophecy.”

My face falls a little when I realize the implications of this. “Really? Unfair,” I declare, pouting.

Henry laughs a little along with me. “It will bring them closer to him, give them a bond.”

“Well,” I sigh, “I want them to have that. What sort of things do you learn, though? Do you share them with the parents?”

“If you choose,” Henry shrugs. “I always did. And Sinclair and Roger’s godparents shared with me, for which I was grateful.”

“What did they tell you?” I ask, curious.

“That Sinclair would be a great leader of men,” Henry says, looking down at the baby again, clearly remembering his baby who looked so like this one. “That was no surprise. But Roger, that was…”

I pause, curious, suddenly fascinated. “What did they say?”

He hesitates and then meets my eye. “I never even told Roger about it. But they told me that his destiny laid less with who he was, and more with the children he would sire. The many children, who would be…” he looks away a bit, trying to sort his thoughts, “it was hard to understand. But something about a set of extraordinary children who would bring much joy to the world.”

My stomach drops at this, though I work hard to keep it off my face.

Cora

to Roger – his destiny, even. And if Cora can’t give him children… Henry meets, my eyes, perhaps understanding the direction of

too hard on her

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my baby, who’s staring up at me with his wide eyes, which are just starting to turn green. “Besides,

peeking over at him again. “And his future is very,

filled with people later that evening, and my heart is full to bursting to see all of them – especially Isabel, James,

much as I wanted to, as I have to greet all of our guests and introduce Rafe around to his new friends and family. But still, Isabel and I make plans to have a good long talk later this week before Cora comes to stand with her, giving me a wink to let me

with excitement and stress as the time

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expressly for the occasion. It’s perhaps too much for a trip to the woods, but we’ll be having champagne

I don’t know. I’ve never held a midnight baptism

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looking gorgeous in his tuxedo. He rests two reassuring hands on my shoulders. “Everything is in order, Ella – you don’t need to micromanage everything. It’s all

shake my head, grateful that my mate can read my mind in more ways than one. “I just want everything to go smoothly, and everyone to have

“You don’t need to be everything to everyone, trouble. They’re here to help you. You could have come down in pajamas ten minutes before the ceremony, with baby vomit

would have cared,” I say, turning

I mean, Ella, is that you should just calm down and enjoy the night. It’s for us, as much

his lips and then looking down at my

the door. “It’s good

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