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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“(

mouths falling open. I don’t know how I

embarrassed. Honestly, it never occurred to

edge. We look at each other, then, united anew at being…well, a little freaked out, suddenly. We’re both

to say that words that the priestess taught us

pool. “We bring to you, tonight, this child, so that he may begin to know you.”

Roger continues, his own resonant voice sending shivers down my spine. The light coming off the

of the full moon itself, beaming brilliantly down on us from above. Hey, mom, I say

and my stomach twisting with the emotion of the moment. Because she is

look around. I know that he can’t really see anything – his vision 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

the sky, to see the light surrounding him as it falls from the moon above and reflects upwards

asked us to bring him here to dedicate him

and at the moonlight. It’s a beautiful moment, introducing the child to the world and to all the magic within it. I open my mouth to say something, to tell Roger that I’m sorry, and that I’m glad I’m here with him to do this, when suddenly I can see

gasp, suddenly afraid, but Roger brings a quick hand to my

of the moon, likewise trying

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

much as it

but courage in every line

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

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boy I don’t know, just about Rafe’s age- and more children, so