Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate by Caroline Above Story

#Chapter 484- Jesse's baptism

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A few hours later, our entire group is gathered in the woods around midnight, drinking champagne.

and mingling quietly as we wait for the right time for Jesse's baptism. By

Of course, here we also have a priestess, although this one is much more examined than the previous one.

I am in a very good mood as I look at our group of loved ones, really enjoying my night,

but when my eyes land on Cora I see that she bites her lip a little anxiously.

“Oh, Cors,” she sighed, reaching out and putting a hand on his shoulder. I look to where Roger is standing.

a few meters away next to Henry with the baby in his arms, both talking to Sinclair, who has Rafe

asleep pressed against his shoulder. “Everything will be fine!”

“I know it will be,” he sighs, clasping his hands and speaking softly to me. “And that even if it isn't, it's not that

can change anything, you know?

“I know,” I say, remembering how anxious I was at Rafe's baptism. “But mom, she can't have anything

really bad reserved for him. It will all be good things!

“Oh, come on, Ella,” Cora says, giving me a little look. “It's not like mom gave us the easy way

just because we are his daughters. We grew up in an orphanage. We had dark priests harassing us all our

life".

“But we had each other!”

“I just want my baby to have a good life,” she sighs, looking anxiously at the sky, almost as if she could

intimidate our mother into giving her baby a blessing if he stares at the moon. “It tortures me to think

that he will have to go through… half of what we went through.”

“She's going to have ups and downs, just like the rest of us,” I say, putting my arms around my sister. "You can not

avoid that."

“Yes, I can,” he growls. “I'll just… lock him in a very comfortable little basement. Very safe, very

cozy."

I laugh and shake my head at her. “Your baby is going to have a great life, Cora,” I say, giving her a squeeze.

“Yeah, well, we'll see how cheerful you are in six months,” he says, reaching out to run a finger

for my belly. I smile as I look at him, tapping on my little bond with the baby to say hello. But she

He's sleeping or something right now and not responding, which is fine. Anyway I'm distracted and I

I like to give her my full attention when she pushes the bond.

“I know,” I sigh, happy but knowing that Cora is right. “Then I’ll be a mess, I’m sure.”

My pregnancy so far has gone very well. In many ways it's not that different from my first two weeks

with Rafe, except there's a lot less drama in my personal life. And although I treasured every moment that I was

pregnant with Rafe, this pregnancy? Well, it's been kind of a dream: the kind of pregnancy she used to have

fantasize. Safe, comfortable, sharing the experience with my small family?

I am very grateful to have come this far.

But still, tonight is about Jesse and as much as I can gush about my pregnancy during

days, I want to focus on him.

The time is approaching! The priestess calls this time to an old woman, dressed in the silver-white robe of the goddess.

She gives us a warm, motherly smile and extends her hands.

“What a time,” I say, sliding my arm around Cora's waist and walking forward with her. Our

companions meet us there in front of the goddess, and Henry also approaches. Our guests

They gather around and now everyone is silent so they can hear the words.

Cora reaches out to take Jesse from Roger's arms and Roger easily hands him over to her. He lowered his head and

I give Rafe a peck on his sleeping cheek before Sinclair hands our baby to Henry to carry.

save while we are in the forest.

“I’ll keep him warm and safe,” Henry says, winking at us. "Enjoy."

“We will,” Sinclair assures him, running a hand over Rafe’s dark head before turning back to face him.

priestess.

“I can't believe you're going to take my little baby into the woods without me,” Cora whispers, her voice a little

Broken. “I haven't been away from him in… ever…”

“It will be fifteen minutes,” I say, laughing and gently touching my sister on the cheek, although I remember

exactly what you are feeling. I feel the emotion stirring in me too, as a result of the special day.

combined with my memories, combined with my love for our little growing family.

I take a deep breath and sniff, turning to face the priestess.

“You can't start crying now,” Sinclair murmurs, his hand warm on my back.

“I can do whatever I want,” I murmur, laughing a little. "I am a queen."

He laughs with me, but we turn our attention to the priestess, who extends her arms toward Jesse. Cora gives a

small half-sigh, but he ignores it, causing many of our gathered friends to laugh a little.

little to understand it.

The priestess smiles at little Jesse, wide awake, who seems to look at her curiously,

seeming to understand, somehow, that it is an important day.

“Who presents this child for dedication?” The priestess says, smiling at the four of us.