Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate

Chapter 304 – The Goddess’s Light

Cora

I’m a little out of breath when I finally catch up with Roger and Rafe, having had to work hard to keep up with his long wolf stride.

“Rude,” I say when I finally come to a stop next to them. “You couldn’t have waited for me?”

“I’m being rude?” Roger says, raising his eyebrows at me in disbelief. “Cora, you’ve been nothing but unpleasant since the moment we stepped into the forest –”

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I open my mouth with a little squeak of protest but Roger just rolls his eyes and ignores me, going on anyway. “This is supposed to be a sacred experience for Rafe and for us and you’ve done nothing but moan and complain. So yeah, forgive me if I wanted to get away for a moment and concentrate on the magic of this place

“Oh whatever,” I mumble, reaching out my arms so that he can hand me the baby.

“No

from you

way,” Roger retorts, holding the baby closer to his chest and turning a little away from me. “You don’t get to hold the baby now that we’re at the pool

“Yes I do!” I cry, “the priestess gave him to me!”

“I’m his godparent just as much as you are

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there’s a flare in the light from the pool, and Roger and I turn to it, surprised, both of our mouths falling open. I don’t know how I know it but…well, somehow, I get the sense that the pool – or whatever magic

closer, a little embarrassed. Honestly, it never occurred to me that my behavior with Roger right now

murmurs his own apology, coming closer to the edge. We look at each other, then, united anew at being…well, a little freaked out, suddenly. We’re both very aware that there’s magic in the world,

and start to say that words that

my voice ring out across the smooth surface of the silver pool. “We bring to you, tonight,

grace,” Roger continues, his own resonant

glance upwards through the trees and am treated by the sight of the full moon itself, beaming brilliantly down on us from above. Hey, mom,

of the moment. Because she is here, now, with us – ready to meet her grandchild. I can feel

hasn’t developed well enough yet – but he’s certainly curious. I put my hands out for him and this time Roger does hand him to me, letting me take the baby and unwrap his swaddling blanket. Then, when he’s free of it, Roger and I slowly walk as close as we can to

down onto the baby, growing brighter as the moments pass. My heart fills to see Rafe looking up into the sky, to see the light surrounding him as it falls from the moon above and reflects upwards from the mirrored surface of the

Ella and Dominic, have asked us to bring him

the world and to all the magic within it. I open my mouth to say

gasp, suddenly afraid, but Roger brings a quick hand

says, peering into the white light of the moon, likewise trying to make it out. “If you do, we won’t be able to

holding the baby out, my arms trembling a little, and watch the

projected into smoke in the air. Instead, it’s…felt as much as it is seen, communicated to our hearts

running across a battlefield, fear on his face but courage in every line of his limbs as he

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slowly lifts to place on the girl’s head as well. She smiles up at him with such love

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and more of their children – and a light–haired boy I don’t know, just