Accidental Surrogate for Alpha
I can’t reach it, or touch it…
But I know it’s there.
“Oh…weird,” Roger murmurs, his eyes bright now as he smiles at his brother. “Our kids have a bond? Do…do we have a bond?”
“Uhm, only the bonds of brotherhood that we forged sharing a bedroom for ten years,” Sinclair says, shooting Roger a little glare. “I mean, siblings are bonded through their parents, of course, but a bond like this? And between cousins?”
He shakes his head.
“I mean,” Ella says, giving a smug little shrug. “We knew they were special.”