Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate

Cora

I narrow my eyes at Roger when he comes upstairs about forty-five minutes later. “Are you going to behave better now?” I ask, my voice tense.

“Yup,” he says, leaning in the doorway with a lazy smile.

I start to laugh as I look over his too – loose stature. “Is it because you’re all drunk?” My eyes shift to Sinclair as he appears in the doorway behind his brother. “Seriously, did you get him all drunk?”

Sinclair, Rafe sitting up in his arms, just gives a little shrug, his mouth pulled up at the corner in a secret smile.

“I am only,” Roger says, smiling as he steps into the room and holding up a hand with his thumb and pointer finger pressed very close together, “a very tiny bit drunk. Just something to steady the nerves.”

Ella laughs next to me before she scoots off the bed.

“All right, then,” she says, gesturing to me as she moves around the bed and reaches to take Rafe from Sinclair. ” Take your spot, Roger. And stop freaking her out, okay?”

“I promise,” Roger mumbles, giving Ella a sloppy little salute before climbing onto the bed and taking her place.

“We’ll be downstairs,” Ella says when I turn my eyes to her. “You just call, and we’ll be right up. Okay?”

I nod to her, smiling a little, grateful that she’s here. Beyond having the power to heal me instantly should anything go wrong, it’s just…really nice to have my sister close by.

Roger sighs as he pulls himself into the spot close on my right and tucks his legs in under the blankets. Then he turns to me, his face serious. “I’m sorry, Cora,” he says quietly.

“Thank you,” I say, my anger fading as I see that he means it. I lift a hand to his cheek, wanting to touch him, wanting him close.

“I just love you so much

“I get it,” I say, nodding.

He nods too, capturing my hand and pressing a kiss to it. “But I didn’t listen to you. And Sinclair made me sit down and listen – which he shouldn’t have to do, so I’m sorry about that. But he explained that you need to be the one freaking out today. So, I have to just… be steady. Is that right?”

say quietly, studying him. “I mean, Roger, it’s not that you can’t feel

of the room. I’m sorry, Cora – you’re right, we had a plan, we should just trust it. Everything’s going

my lips now as he slips an

far apart are the contractions?” he asks, looking down at my belly and stroking it softly

I answer, my voice quiet. “Or, maybe a little faster

a calmness that I know he doesn’t

I start to

asks, turning to

cheeks in my hands and leaning forward to press a kiss to his mouth. “Trying to do everything

my lips, kissing me

feeling significantly calmer now, starting to get…well, maybe a little excited, alongside being terrified. “Do you

his head close to mine and takes a

what color do you think his eyes will be?”

tongue and pull away

would that

grins at me. “These are goddess grandchildren,” he says, grinning at me. “Anything is possible. The baby

eyes, “would have shown up on

purple eyes,” he says, holding up a finger,

at least I smile for a second, before the next contraction starts again. “Oh boy,” I say, sitting up, a hand moving

quiet, his eyes on me throughout the whole contraction. He keeps

quietly when it

I smile a little, returning my hand

me. “Big brown ones, like his mom. That

I reply, dropping my hand from

Roger murmurs, turning is attention to the bond that runs between

“Nah, don’t rush him,” I sigh. ” He’ll come on his own

and reassurance to the baby, as

for him out here,” I say, laughing

” Any time you want, we’re

I’m finally ready – completely ready to bring our baby into the world

the baby really does take his time. The whole day passes and dusk darkens our windows before my contractions really start to heat up. By then, the house is busy with all the people we’ve asked to come to the house for the birth our family, but also several medical professionals to really ensure that