Surrogate For Alpha Dom

Ella

“Kinda wish I knew what Rafe’s power is going to be now,” I murmur as we lift Rafe’s carrier out of the car early the next morning.

Cora and Roger stayed up in their room for a few more minutes, but they came downstairs much more cheerful and ready to celebrate. I watched them carefully a long time, checking to see if they were just putting on good faces for their guests – but honestly? From everything I could see, they really decided to embrace the good news the Goddess gave them.

It was a wonderful night and a brilliant morning.

But now? Now I want to go to sleep.

“I already know what his gift is,” Sinclair says, slinging an arm around my shoulders as we start into the palace.

“You do?” I gasp, looking up into his face. But then I scowl when I see his smirk and realize that he’s kidding. ” Oh, you liar.”

“No really,” he says, raising his eyebrows at me. “His goddess-given power is just…handsome.”

“What!?” I squeak, a little aghast, my mouth falling open at this ridiculous idea.

“Come on!” Sinclair says, laughing and grinning down at me. “Look how good looking this kid is!” he continues, gesturing down at our son in his carrier, who is sleeping with a little bit of drool dribbling out the side of his mouth.

“Oh my god,” I groan, speeding up my steps and attempting to move ahead of my ridiculous mate.

“I’m serious!” Sinclair pushes, laughing, easily catching up to me with his long legs. “Didn’t you see him in that vision, all grown up? He is a handsome guy – it’s got to be his power.”

“Stop flattering yourself, Dominic,” I mutter, stepping into our elevator and jabbing the up button with my thumb. ” He looked just like you.”

“Precisely my point!” Sinclair says, wrapping my arm around my waist and tugging me close against his side as the elevator begins to raise, “he’s going to bring nations to their knees with just his smoldering gaze – ”

I call to Rafe, rolling my eyes at Sinclair. “Your dad is going to raise you to be vain and overly pleased with

to be prepared! He, too, is going to have demigoddesses just falling

gasp, smacking Sinclair on the chest. “We’re

wrong,” my mate says,

him as the doors open. I bite my

gift it’s a curse. He’s going to

mate as my cheeks and my side begin to ache. We pass a few staff in the hallway who smile happily at

I say with a happy sigh, looking down at our

on my cheek before I crouch down

listen to anything daddy says,” I murmur to my sweet, floppy little baby as I

closet, because of course his alpha hearing caught my private conversation

I whisper, grinning at Rafe as I tuck him against my shoulder and stand to carry him into the closet, intent on getting him changed into some pajamas. “And whatever he

that I won’t contest,” Sinclair says, grabbing me to his half-naked body the moment I step

myself on my toes for a kiss. Sinclair gives it to me a long, lingering one, and then he pats me on the ass before reaching for some pajama pants.Books

in the morning. These baptisms – they’re exhausting, but there’s something nice about having an entire day of rest afterwards. Like the baby’s big day gives us all a

Rafe a kiss and then tuck him into his little crib. I sigh after I put him down, crossing my arms over my chest. “Maybe

to

me,” I growl. ” Maybe I’ll gather all the children with us in bed until they’re sixty –

mate says, wrapping his arms around me and walking backwards towards the bed,