Chapter 483
Chapter 483 – Growing Family E
“What do you mean I made it snow?” Cora frowns at me as she bustles around the kitchen, making
mimosas. ” That’s ridiculous – you must have imagined it.”
“It totally snowed!” I protest,ughing and shaking my head at her, turning to Sinir at the table for
support.
“It did,” he says, raising his eyebrows at Cora even as he hands Rafe another slice of apple. “”The
news ispletely baffled by the sudden cold-snap that immediately disappeared by morning. They’re
calling it the duke’s miracle.”
“What!?” Cora gasps, spinning to stare at Sinir wide-eyed.
“That’s so cool,” Roger says, grinning at baby Jesse in his arms, who peers up at his dad with sleepy
eyes.” Mom’s magic, Jesse,” he whispers. ” It’s very cool.”
“You guys are just teasing me,” Cora sighs, leaning against the counter as I turn the knob on the stove,
cutting off the fire beneath the pan of eggs, sausage, and bacon that I’ve finished frying up.
“Dominic is dead serious,” I say, nodding to Cora eagerly with raised eyebrows. “Seriously, word got to
the media that the nation’s beloved duchess had her baby and that night it snowed unseasonably early
– people are freaking out.” Iugh a little as I starting to portion our breakfast out onto tes.
“Oh my god,” Cora says, covering her face with her hands. “I didn’t even mean to do that – do you
really think it was me?”
“You tend to affect the weather when you’re emotional,” Roger says, grinning at his magical mate with a
happy shrug. “I think it makes a lot of sense.”
“Oh, that’s so weird,” Cora says with a sigh, shaking her head at Roger and then at me. “People are
going to start figuring out what we can do, E,” she says. “We’re going to need to have some sort of
story.”
“I think my secrets kind of already out,” I say, giving a little grimace. ”
And why do we have to tell anyone anything? Just let the rumors fly – it’s not anyone’s business but
ours.”
“Yeah,” Cora says, rolling her eyes at me before turning back to her previous task of adding the world’s
tiniest amount of orange juice to nearly-full sses of champagne. “Until they burn us at the stake for
being witches or something.”
“We won’t let them do that,” Sinir murmurs, smirking a little as he focuses his attention on Rafe’s
breakfast.
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“Plus,” Roger says, shrugging at Cora as if it’s inconsequential, “it’s not like it will work. You can just
rain on the fires, Cora.”
I burst outughing at this and Cora, despite herself,ughs too.
“Well, whatever,” she sighs, carrying a mimosa over to Roger and Sinir first, who murmur their
thanks. “I guess you’re right and it doesn’t really matter at least not until our children develop some
weird gifts that end up being dangerous or something. Or make them social pariahs.”
She returns to the counter, handing me a ss of mimosa and taking one for herself, raising it to all of
us in a toast. The rest of us raise our sses as well, toasting baby Jesse and then drinking deeply
Well, they drink deeply. I fake mine, just letting the bubbles of the champagne press against my lips
before putting the drink down on the counter, neatly tucked away where Cora can’t see it.
Because as much as I would usually love to toast my nephew’s birth with a festive breakfast
beverage…
Well, my reasons for not drinking are so much better. Still, it’s Cora’s day, and I don’t want to steal her
thunder just yet. Not that I think she’d mind, just…one happy announcement at a time.
“How did he sleep?” I ask, raising my chin towards Jesse.
“Fitfully,” Cora says, crossing her arms and frowning over at him. “But that’s normal, right?”
I nod, smiling at her a little. “He’ll find his patterns soon, don’t worry. How did you sleep?”
“About the same,” she says, giving me a little smile. “I kept waking up every time he like…moved.”
I grin at her, remembering that habit in the early days of a new baby. “You’ll get used to it too.”
“Well, some people,” Cora says,ughing already and ncing over at Roger, “are already used to it.”
“You cannot begrudge me my sleep, Cora,” Roger says, looking at herpletely unashamed of
himself. “It is self-care. I will not apologize for it.”
“You have a baby to care for now,” she throws at him, though she smiles. I grin, truly appreciating their
teasing rtionship. “You need to be a little more self-less.”
“I will care for the baby during the day,” Roger says, gesturing to the baby cradled in his arm. “At night,
he’s your son.”
We allugh again, mostly because we know he’s not serious. Roger, like Sinir, will certainly do his
share of childcare withoutint, day or night. He’ll just tease Cora about it more, mostly because
he knows that it makes herugh.
“How can you take care of the baby all day,” Sinir asks, turning mischievous eyes on his brother, ”
while you run the military from the pce?”
“I’ll bring him with me,” Roger says, grinning down at Jesse like it’s obvious. “Never too early to get the
boy used to a war room.”
I grin, picturing Roger in his admiral’s uniform with a baby asleep on his shoulder, a little barf dribbling
down his back. And honestly, I don’t mind it as much as I probably should. These Sinir dads – I don’t
think they’re going to have any hesitation about incorporating their children into the day-to-day activities
of their lives.
As I consider it, though, my hand passively drifts over my stomach, because I wonder quietly if the
same will be true when there’s a girl in the picture. Would Roger have said the same thing – that it’s
never too early for the child to get used to a war room if Jesse had been a girl and not a boy?
I sigh a little, hoping that it’s not true. Because this little girl – she’s going to grow up with two big Alpha
boys who are barely a year older than her, and I’m damn well going to have a word with them if they try
to cut her out of their activities just because she’s a girl.
You all right? Sinir says, passing the words discreetly into my mind but keeping the breakfast tes
that I forgot about in my musings.
Yes, I say, letting him see my light worry but also letting him know that it’s not about anything big.
Just…mom thoughts.
He nods to me, giving me a little smile as I take my seat next to him.
Our breakfast is lovely, but it goes far too fast. Sooner than I’d like, Sinir puts a hand on my knee
and looks at me with a sad expression, silently letting me know that we really have to get back to the
pce. He’s a King after all and while our familyes first and we’ll always make time for them, we
do have responsibilities.
“Oh no,” Cora says, pouting as she looks between us. “So soon?”
“I’m sorry,” I say with a sigh. “I mean, if you’d just take me up on my offer to move into the pce while
Jesse is a baby
But she justughs and waves a hand at me as she gets up and clears our tes, dumping them in the
sink. “Not a chance – you just gave us this house, we’re not moving again just to have a free nanny.”
“A free auntie,” I say, getting up and moving around the table to say goodbye to Roger and Jesse.
“Which is much better. Bye baby Jesse! See you soon!” I leaning down to kiss my baby nephew while
Roger holds him safe in his arms.
“E,” Cora says, frowning as she holds up my undrunk mimosa, which she has found still sitting by the
sink. ”
Why didn’t you drink this?”
At the same moment, just as I’m standing up straight, Roger suddenly grabs my wrist, his eyes ring
wide as he looks up at me. “Wait a second…” he says, his voice suspicious.
I go still, my eyes flicking to Cora, who looks at me in confusion, and then to Sinir, who starts to grin
at me a little bit, shaking his head as he stands with Rafe in his arms.
“E,” Roger says, slowly turning my wrist over and giving it a long sniff. ” Oh my god!” he gasps,
staring up at me in sudden delight. “You are! You totally are! How did I miss this!?”
“Miss what?” Cora asks, her eyes flicking around at us.
“You were distracted,” Sinir says,ughing and shrugging.
“Miss what!?” Cora demands again, standing up straight. But then her eyes go wide as she looks at the
undrunk mimosa in her hand. “Oh my god!” she gasps.
“Well,” I say, turning to grin at my mate. “Secret’s out now, isn’t it?”