Surrogate For Alpha Dom

Ella

The morning of the moon ceremony finds me, unsurprisingly, in the kitchen. Eating.

Rafe is with me this time, giggling happily as I dance happily around the room with him, singing about how delicious carrots are as I pour some baby carrots out from their bag onto a plate and begin to munch on them..

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I’m just getting to the part of the song – which I’m making up as I go along about how they’re good for your vision and help you make friends with rabbits when I hear an odd, familiar sound out in the hall.

I gasp, spinning towards the door as the mechanical hum grows louder, and I’m nearly run over when Henry wheels into the room.

“Henry!” I gasp, tears instantly lining my eyes, stumbling in my hurry to hug him close, almost falling into his lap.

“Steady, girl!” Henry laughs, putting out his hands to catch me and help me find my feet, laughing a little. He beams up at me and I’m laughing too, shaking my head at myself as I lean down to give him a proper hug and then a kiss on both cheeks.

“We missed you so much!” I gush, my heart in my throat as I pull away. “I’m so glad you’re home and in time! A miracle!”

“Certainly took some doing,” he says, raising his eyebrows at me. “I rode in a cargo plane to get here – this little man had better impress.” He shifts his gaze, then, to the baby in my arms.

“Oh!” I say, standing up straight and remembering my manners. “Henry, may I please have the pleasure of introducing you to your grandchild?”

“Nothing would give me more joy,” he replies, his own eyes wet now.

arms for the first time, trying hard no to be overwhelmed by the beauty of the moment. “This

touched, and then down at the baby. “He’s a beauty, Ella. Wonderful.” He shakes his head, staring at my son. Though I’m overwhelmed by the moment, part of me reflects that I’m glad Henry met Rafe while the baby is in a good mood. He still spends most of his

the door,

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baby still held in the other. Sinclair bends down low to give his father a long, warm hug and I bite my lip to see it. Sinclair

with happy noise for the next few minutes as we all buzz around each other, trying to

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after a minute, raising my hands and calling for

“I say, pointing between Henry and Sinclair, “go into the living room, take the baby, and relax. I’ll bring in coffee in a moment. Then we’ll

of the room. A few minutes later I follow them carrying a silver tray heaped with coffee and food. My

says fondly, looking down at his grandchild when I enter the

room.

I say casually, putting the tray down on the coffee

quickly, looking up at me. “I mean if it’s all the same to

to see the bond forming

little bowling ball when you were

the harrows of his travel

I gasp,

no,” Henry says, looking between us.

at me. “I didn’t want you to be disappointed if they couldn’t

filling with tears again at the

know, between wanting to spend time with

say, giving him a nudge and a smile. “We’re perfectly all right here on

you sure?” he asks, glancing at me

says, waving his hand at his son. Then he smiles and pats the arm chair next to him. “You