Surrogate For Alpha Dom

Chapter 372 – Holy Water

Ella

Rafe and I are standing behind the counter, staring at the front door of the clinic, waiting for the Priestess to arrive. I shift anxiously from foot to foot and Rafe grumbles and cries anxiously in my arms, probably picking up on my emotions.

“It’s okay, little baby,” I murmur, tearing my eyes away for a second to glance down at him. I smile a little at his unhappy little face, unable to help the little surge of love that pulses through me. “We’re going to get you home real soon,” I promise in a whisper, “wrap you up in a nice warm blanket. Sing you to sleep. And everything will be…fine.”

Rafe calms a little as I do and I let out a deep breath, looking back at the door, hoping to hell that I didn’t just lie to him.

Because all I want, in the whole world, is for this all to be over- I hear the door click and then I stop breathing as it pushes open. Then, I can’t help my little happy cry as the priestess comes in the door, a little basket slung over the crook of her arm.

“Oh thank god!” I shout, running for her and throwing my arm around her, careful to hold Rafe to the side even as I pull her tight.

“Oh!” she says, clearly surprised by my tiny assault. Then, she laughs a little. ” Well, perhaps thank Goddess might be more accurate in this situation,” she says neatly, pulling away from me.

I smile at her so, so grateful that – she’s here. “Yes, sorry about that – I don’t mean to be rude. I’m just so happy you came!”

“Of course, Luna!” she says, lifting a gentle hand to my cheek and smiling warmly at me. “We are always happy to help.” Then she pauses, looking anxiously around the room at all of the people staring at us. “Is there… somewhere we could go? For greater privacy?”

And I realize that – especially to the humans in the room – that we might be making a bit of a spectacle. After all, it’s not every day that you see a woman with dried blood flaking off her clothes hugging a robed priestess.

“Oh, sure!” I say, grabbing her by the hand and tugging her with me to the exam rooms in the back. Luckily, we run almost immediately into Hank, who is coming out of Cora’s room.

smile. “This is one of my mother’s priestesses – she performed Rafe’s baptism.” I wait impatiently while Hank nods to the priestess and mumbles a greeting. She says something polite back before I can continue. “Is

Hank says, his eyebrows going up in interest. Then he pushes the door to the room next to Cora’s open. “Do you…need anything?” he asks, looking the priestess up and down with wary

it in my eagerness to get this done. The priestess sounded pretty eager on the phone – like she really thought she could help. If this works, I could

the priestess says smoothly in response.

room. The priestess gives him a kind smile before shutting the door behind her. Then, she

do you really think you can help?” I ask eagerly, bouncing Rafe

exam table and placing her basket on it. “It’s obviously not something we do every day,” she says, giving a little laugh. “But we’ve worked,

“Apologies, Luna, I don’t have the right words for it. But, the Goddess’

closely at the supplies that she has brought, which mostly

taking the last sealed jug out and placing it on the table before tucking the basket away below. “From the spring where we baptized your child. It provides a greater connection

my eyes going wide. Then, I nod, not really getting it but willing to play along. “Okay.

to me. “It would be better if we had…a kind of

think we have anything like that here, or at least not easily.” On the phone the Priestess had asked if I could come to the temple, but I had been unwilling to leave Cora if at all possible. So the Priestess had said it was all right, we

of spirit even now, when I again tell her we can’t accommodate what

right,” she says, taking up one of the jars and smiling at me. We’ll just have to get a little messy, yes?” She glances over her shoulder at

speaking honestly. “Hank will

we can in the water. And then, once that is done, we will evoke the Goddess and do our best to ask her

say. “Um…should I sit

shrug.” That way you can…well, be soaked, and

laughs again then, shaking her head at me. “I’m sorry, Luna – it’s all much more dignified when we do this sort of work in the temple

too. I begin to settle myself down on the floor, but the priestess