Surrogate For Alpha Dom

Chapter 371

Accidental Surrogate Chapter 371-Unleashing the Flame

Ella

I fall into a little daze as I watch Hank work, as I hold my sleeping baby in my arms. It’s not that I’m not paying attention –

it’s just that…I don’t really understand what they’re doing or saying, so to me it’s all just quiet repetitive work.

I do pay attention, of course, when Hank deems Cora patched up enough to roll her over onto her side so that they can

perform an ultrasound. Cora gives a low moan when the nurses move her, a sound which at once pains me and gives me

a little thrill of hope. Because as much as I hate to hear my sister in pain –

Damn it, at least it means she’s alive. I watch carefully as the nurses hold her still, as Hank expertly spreads some clear

jelly on her stomach and then begins to search for a heartbeat. Then I bury my head in my hand a few moments later

when he finds it – a fast, faint fluttering of noise. My little niece or nephew, still fighting for life.

I drag my hand away from my face a moment later to see Hank nodding to his nurses and Cora lowered back on her belly.

Then, Hank turns to me, pulling off his gloves as he crosses the room and falls into a crouch so that we can be almost

face-to-face while I stay seated.

“You saw?” he asks, looking up at me a little from his lowered place on the floor. “Yes,” I reply, nodding sharply. “The baby

is alive, but – ”

“Right,” he says, glancing back towards Cora. “It’s – it’s not preferable, obviously, for a mother to be so gravely wounded

so early in a pregnancy. Frequently the body will decide…” he sighs and shakes his head, trying to come up with the right

words. He looks up at me as he finishes his thought, “the body will sometimes decide, Ella, to prioritize the mother.”

“So miscarriage…” I say, looking over at my sister.

“There’s a higher risk of it right now, yes. Ella,” he says again, his voice curious now, drawing my eyes back to him. “Did

Cora ever mention to you the possibility…”

this. “I can do it, Hank but, the

to understand what I’m talking about

and the God of Darkness. “As we were getting away they they bound my gift

the car, but I couldn’t

going up in surprise. “So you can – you can actually like, use

wounds like that -”

at Hank suddenly, a little disturbed by his curiosity about

What, really, is he asking me

up in a little plea for forgiveness. “I’m I’m just a

to wield medicine like that – it’s

eyes moving back to Cora, wanting to

and looking at Cora himself. “It would help Cora, and

lot about wolf biology, but not a lot

to get around this? Perhaps one of the priestesses of the Goddess, your mother?

touch with her? Ask for her aid

I realize that – that Hank may have stumbled

getting quickly to my feet and looking

please?”

nods to the computer and the phone in the corner of the

“I’m going to run some tests,” he murmurs,

each other, if we

and then carry Rafe over to the little

information of the temple in the center of our city, hopping to hell the priestesses there can

something to help.

Sinclair

a fist out in front of him, his teeth bared

us. Roger, in mid- leap, takes the hit first, yelping and turning away as the fire burns him, singing

but burning out before it gets

turning into one of pain as I

back of my neck – a deep and searing touch that’s gone after an instant as the wave passes

me likewise taking the brunt of the flame, I

back to Roger’s

he glares at us. “I will

are left -”

snap, taking another step towards him. “Or else you’d

flashes in the Priest’s eye – frustration, I think, in

begins to prowl

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