The Mystical Attraction of Alpha

Chapter 428: Names

Cora

Matthew? Roger tries, passing the name down the line to the baby and I grip his hand, and we both wait…

But nothing.

“The baby doesn’t like the name Matthew,” I whisper, laughing a little. “Well, it was just a starter,” Roger murmurs, grinning at me again. “You try one.”

“All right,” I say, leaning my head back and taking a deep breath. And then I pass a name down, trying… Oliver.

“Oliver!?” Roger bursts out in disgust and I gasp, glaring at him.

“You are biasing our son!” I accuse, sitting up to smack him. “I said nothing when you said stupid Matthew!”

“Matty is a cute name “he protests, laughing and blocking my blow. “Oliver is the name of a sickly Victorian child who wants more gruel -”

I growl and lay back, taking a deep breath and gathering myself. “Well, let’s see what the baby thinks,” I murmur, sending Roger another glare. And then I try again, whispering Oliver? down the bond. But nothing comes back.

“Good baby,” Roger murmurs, kissing my stomach again and making me laugh. “Don’t let her call you that. It’s terrible.”

“Okay okay,” I say, taking a deep breath. “Let’s try one more.”

“I’ll pick it?” Roger asks.

“Sure,” I reply, relaxing. “But this time, pick one you really, really like. One that you’d actually want him to be called – your favorite.”

“Okay,” he murmurs.

then Roger passes another name down the bond, and I

Because I love it.

And we wait…

at the same time

Happy!

god,” I say, laughing and sitting up as Roger snatches me to him, pulling me fast

stares at me, thrilled. Laughing, elated, I take his face in my hands and kiss him, and

think we just

clothes and the blanket and trooped back to the house, where we closed the doors and slept for hours and ignored the whole

woke up in the early afternoon to the owner of the bungalow tapping on the door, bringing us a basket of food so we could eat something,

couch for the elaborate dinner he made. Well, elaborate for Roger, who never learned to cook. But the spread of sandwiches and

baskets and otherwise laying in bed talking, making each other laugh, sending messages to the baby when he was awake to see what he’d do. And honestly, the

well. But honestly, it blurred in with everything else we did, a usual part of the day as we napped, and went swim and laid out

the second day, we knew we had to get back – because as much as we like each

me close outside the little bungalow after

me, let it sweep through me.

another little peck, before looking around. “I really like this place. Maybe the owner will let us buy it,” Roger

sigh, but then I put a hand on my stomach. “But, considering that this little guy

says, his eyebrows raising. “And considering what the goddess said that night on the

a grin.

more,” he nods, eager. “And I’m

away a little bit. ” You just make the babies, I’ll grow them, and carry them, and

we head for the car. ” Nah, I’m

his cheek as he opens my car door for me. “Or, we can just pass them all off on Ella,”

asks, loading our tiny luggage into the trunk before crossing

closing my door behind me as Roger climbs into his seat. “Ella, loaded up with four of her own

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