Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate by Caroline Above Story

Chapter 499 – A story to come

Cora

Images of Ariel's future appear in quick flashes, and somehow I have

the impression that the Goddess is eager to share these glimpses of her life.

The ones that appear first are the ones I expected, especially after seeing some

images of Rafe's childhood and hearing about the ones Ella and Sinclair saw during the

baptism of Jesse. But these focus on an angelic girl with rose gold hair

who is just…ridiculously happy.

My ears almost instantly fill with tears watching her run and play with the children.

which are clearly Rafe and Jesse. Ariel: she is always in the center of her games,

always laughing so hard his eyes are barely open over his cheeks

rosy In an instant, Jesse climbs a tree branch and extends a hand toward

her as Rafe lifts her from below. In another, Ariel is snuggled between her brother

and his cousin, all wrapped in a large blanket as the three of them sit around

a campfire, eyes wide and bright as they roast marshmallows and stare

amazement to Roger, who is clearly on the spot. in the middle of telling a story

fear.

Roger laughs next to me at the sight and I approach them as we get more

information about his life as he grows up, his teenage years when he

becomes the princess of the Nation, while growing into a young woman

beautiful and elegant, but still. full of jokes, running through the halls of the palace

with her brother and Jesse chasing her.

And then I gasp a little when I see our little girl dressed as a bride.

 

 

My hand goes to my mouth, because she looks so young and so scared.

My stomach drops when I see her what seems like a moment later,

with her back pressed against a door as she sobs in her wedding dress while two

Young men who are clearly my son and nephew jump to his side.

The images move faster than I can actually process then

but my hand falls from my mouth and my jaw drops in astonishment when I realize

that

That she didn't get married after all, but ran away, that she is...

She is with Jesse and Rafe, as they attend some kind of military school dressed in

fatigues, with hair tied up under a cap, looking something like…

like a child…

“Oh my God,” I mutter, and then laugh because it gets weirder after that.

Ariel, mixing potions in a chemistry class, eyes widening when one

It goes wrong and explodes in front of her...

Ariel, an expert sniper, crouched at the top of a tower and hitting his target

a target that should be half a mile away.

Ariel, curled up in a chair by the fire, sitting on the lap of a very young

handsome man whose jaw could cut glass and whose adorable dimples are

And joy grows in me, because I know instantly that that boy is his partner.

But then I gasp again because the image changes, and Ariel is looking at another young man.

powerfully built, frowning at her in some corridor made of

 

 

stone, but she pushes him away hard and raises a finger to point at his face. , a

defiant growl on his lips, looking a lot like his mother –

And even when a small surprised laugh leaves my mouth, anxiety twists

in my stomach, because I know...

I know as much as I did with the first guy, that this is his partner too.

I can't help it then, I look at my little niece, who is bubbling and looking at the moon.

Two predestined companions, like their father…

And suddenly, what the Goddess said to me in my living room that day all those months ago...

It makes a lot of sense.

My eyes return to the images, which now go by even faster (too fast

to catch them all) and I see our children training hard, laughing together, working

to build their lives, help each other and serve our nation.

The last image, however, persists.

Ariel, with Rafe and Jesse on either side as always and her two companions behind her.

All together on a battlefield with Ariel in the center, magic gushing between her

hands and passing to his brother, to his cousin.

Their faces are serious as they look at something gathering above them, a force that

I can not see.

And then…

The image disperses. Disappears.

 

 

Roger and I stood still for a long moment, and only a small moan from the

Ariel's little mouth pulls me off.

“Poor baby, you must be cold,” I murmur, pulling her closer and wrapping her in her blanket. Ariel

He leans his little head against me, closes his eyes and opens his mouth in a wide yawn.

“Wow,” Roger murmurs as he stares at our niece. "Wow, I don't

I was expecting that…”

I laugh a little, look at him and shake my head. "Nor I."

“Damn, Ariel,” he says, laughing and running a surprised hand through his hair.

“It sounds like you have a great story to tell.”

“Come on, baby,” I say, laughing and shaking my head. “Let's tell your mom...

“just the things she absolutely needs to know.”

"Actually?" Roger asks, raising his eyebrows at me.

“What are aunts for?” —I say, shrugging and smiling at him. "A girl

"You must have someone to keep your secrets."

He laughs and puts an arm around me as we walk back. But before we go, I look once

over my shoulder, I smile at the moon and send a mental thank you to my

mother for her gift, for this glimpse into the future.

And the moonlight shines, just once, and I smile. Because I know she listened.

she

 

 

“Oh, they're back, they're back!” I gasp, set my half-drunk glass of champagne on a

table and run forward when I see Cora and Roger emerging from the darkness of the

forest with Ariel sleeping in Cora's arms. Our family and friends gathered

They shout applause, welcoming them.

Cora smiles at me, her expression warm and rich as I run towards her.

“Tell me everything,” I gasp, taking my baby back and cooing to her as I support her.

his little head in the crook of my elbow, looking at his perfect, sleeping face.

“Well, wait for me,” Sinclair says, laughing as he joins our little circle with

Jesse on one hip and Rafe on the other. “Honestly, Ella, I'm her father too…”

“You should have been faster then,” I say, rolling my eyes.

“I am pregnant with two children…”

But I just ignore him and turn to Cora. "Go! To spill!"

“I don't know, Ells,” he says, smiling at me and reaching out to take Jesse from Sinclair.

“Honestly, as a mother? “I’m not sure you want to know.”

My face turns pale with shock and terror and Roger scowls at his partner.

“Cora, don't say it like that,” he says, giving her a halfhearted look before extending a

hand and place it on my shoulder. “Seriously, Ella, everything was fine, there is nothing wrong.

I mean, both Jesse and Rafe showed us that a war is coming, and that

It affects Ariel's life, just as it will affect ours. But seriously, all good news

part of the Goddess. "She's going to have an incredible life."

 

 

"Actually?" I gasp, hugging my daughter tightly and looking between my sister and her

couple. “Wouldn't you lie to me? Is everything really okay?

“It is,” Cora says, laughing and reaching out to gently touch my cheek.

I breathe a big sigh of relief and look at my little girl. “You had me scared, problem

“Baby,” I murmur, running a finger along her soft little cheek. But then my mind

Go back to what Cora said. “Wait,” I say, raising my head. “What wouldn't I like?

know as a mother!?”

“I mean, I'll tell you sister, but aren't there some things a mom should

ignore?" —Cora asks.

I lean my head back and moan, honestly not knowing. “I don't know, Cora, the

there is!?"

She laughs and I look first at Sinclair, who shrugs, and then back at me.

sister.

“Come on,” Roger says, nodding toward the crowd of people waiting to

congratulate us and the small refreshment table. “Let's settle this with some champagne.”

Sinclair nods and I sigh, moving with my family and reflecting on my

elections while we accept the congratulations of our friends and let Henry

hold the baby for a while, telling him the good omens that the Goddess has given us

about his future. .

“Okay,” I say, sidling up to Cora, my eyes on the baby in

arms of his grandfather. “If you think he's going to stress me out...don't tell me. But... give me one

 

 

clue. Is it… like a disease? Or is she alone? Oh I really don't want her to feel

alone. EITHER -"

“It's nothing like that, Ella,” Cora says, her eyes shining as she smiles at me. “She is a girl

very happy and loves his first years of life. Ella, Jesse and Rafe are best friends and

They stay together until they are twenty, at least.”

“So,” I say, tilting my head and studying her. "That…"

“Let's just say,” Cora says, her smile growing wider, “is your

small? Her love life is… tumultuous.”

“Oh my God,” I moan, but laugh as I cover my face with my hands and tilt it.

to the sky. That's why? A little heartbreak, a little drama? I mean, Cora has

reason: I'm not sure I want to know the details. But I can handle that.

As I remove my hands from my face, I look up through the trees where the

moon peeks through the leaves. “Oh mom,” I say, shaking my head a little. "That

Do you have reservations for my little one?”

“A lot,” Cora says, laughing and sipping champagne, as Jesse rests his head

sleepily on his shoulder.

“So…” I say, leaning closer and whispering, not really wanting Sinclair to tell me.

listen because something in me tells me that this Alpha father is not ready to hear about

her three-week-old daughter's future love life, “did she…do it?” you will see? Has

couple?

Cora's smile is bright, but a little evil. She turned her head curiously. "Yeah,

“She,” he says, nodding happily, “your little… is mated.”

 

 

I give a little squeal of joy and my face breaks out into a smile as I approach.

“Is he…is he cute?”

“Very nice,” Cora says, coming closer to share the secret and wrinkling her nose.

while serving the dishes. “Really cute, Ella, big time.”

I squeal again, spinning around in a happy little circle. “So, were you able to see…

I mean, a timeline of when she met him!?”

However, Cora just shakes her head. “I don't think I should say anything else,”

he says, shrugging his shoulders. “I mean, I will if you want, Ella, but…” now

He directs his smile to our little girl. “I think… maybe just let her live her life. No

Do you want to be surprised?

“Yes,” I sigh, leaning on my sister's other shoulder with a frown, despite

that happiness runs through me. “I hate it when you're all wise.”

“It's the burden I carry,” he sighs, resting his head against mine. Because if you don't know,

That means you don't have to keep the secret from Sinclair. Why does he know? she

he lets out a sigh. “She, if he knew what I know, he would lock her in a tower. As

a princess in a fairy tale.”

“Damn,” I say, pursing my lips, though I can’t help but be excited by the

my girl's future, although I'm also very willing to save all that drama

for twenty years. “Baby problems are right.”

“Baby trouble,” Cora says with a sigh and nods, “you're absolutely right.”