Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate

Cora

“What?” I ask, confused. I – I have a gift? I quickly search for it within myself but….it’s not there. I

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mean, I know how Ella’s feels she passed it to me before, I carried it – but there is nothing in me

now that feels anything like that…

“Yours is different from your sisters,” the Goddess explains. “Ella’s soul is that of a healer, and so that is her gift. Yours,” she smiles lightly, “reflects you. You’ve used it before,” she says, turning her head to glance at Roger with a little laugh. “I’m surprised you did not notice it then.”

“What?” I ask again, still baffled. But she turns to go and I grab for her hand. “Please,” I say, shaking my hand, “I don’t understand -”

“Perhaps you should ask your sister for help,” the Goddess says with a shrug. “She can guide you to it, I think, as hers is already unlocked. But you already have your gift, Cora.” She assures me. She hesitates then before laughing a little, “as does your child.”

“What!?” I say for the third time, my mouth falling open now as I stare at her and then glance down at my stomach before looking back up into her face. “My child

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“All your children,” she says simply, as if it’s obvious, “will be gifted, as you are, as Ella is. As you,

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my daughters, are gifts to me it is my gift to you, and to all of your children

“Whoa,” Roger says, sitting back in his chair and raising a hand to his head in shock. “All…all are kids are going to be magic?”

The Goddess laughs a little. “Each will be gifted,” she says simply, turning back to me. “And each gift will be unique, and will reflect each child’s unique spirit. As yours does, as Ella’s does. They’ll all have pieces in common but -” she sighs happily now, shaking her head as if it’s too complicated to explain. “You will see, Cora. I need not explain it all. Your children will show you.

“Thank you,” I whisper.

“I love you,” the Goddess says, raising her hand and brushing my cheek with her fingertips. Carry that knowledge your whole life. I will see you again,” she promises, and I cling to that prophecy just a little, “but until then carry my love”

And then, as Roger and I watch, my mother passes through a door in the back of the room – a door that I swear was not there a moment ago –

And she’s gone

Roger and I both stare at the door and then turn, slowly, to stare at each other

And then as I continue to sate at him, he starts to laugh a low, delighted round as he gets up

as he buries his head against my neck.

knew it,” he murmurs, still holding me tight. “I knew it

leaves my system I feel myself filling with a deep and resounding joy in its place. “You were as anxious as

skin, “but like….deep down. I knew it was going

right. You

say, patting his back, letting him think it.

a happy little circle, prancing around and shaking out her fur,

to the feel of her

down into my face.

have a wolf, and we have

laughing, thrilled at

my hands to

different, like my whole body

he asks, interrupting me and looking down at my

tug at the

soft place between my shoulder

swat him away.

for him to actually be offended. We’re

on both ends. It’s like he can intuit my

at me, even

I can

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I say, slapping his shoulder playfully. “We’re in

live here! We’re not just going to like, throw down here

the hell not?” he asks, looking at me like I’m

wolf in spirit, but I was raised human. I have a little. more decency than that.” And then as he wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me closer, looking hungrily down at me, I start to laugh so

it that makes me so happy I

down a little bit, after he presses his lips warmly to my mouth and kisses me, soundly warmly, so that the love sweps

know his precise

just as my

feeling an intense hunger for his mark that I didn’t feel

my stomach as he makes

flip when we tell them that

freezes, suddenly, unable to finish

awe down the bond before he looks up into

my eyes going wide. It’s not fear – nothing in his reaction tells me I

afraid. But still…what…

as he looks down at my stomach again, he

I don’t understand, something that doesn’t