Accidental Surrogate

Chapter 382

Accidental Surrogate Chapter 382-– Future Plans Ella

It takes days to finish healing all of the men – long days with Cora and Hank by

my side, explaining the intricate details of the wounds. We’ve found that it helps

me concentrate the gift more completely when I know what is wrong that it helps

me to stitch all of the flesh together neatly instead of just throwing a bunch of

power at it and hoping that it sticks.

The gift itself does not deplete – I feel no lessening of it as I continue to use it

for hours on end, day after day – but I certainly feel the toll on my own body as

the days pass. It’s good work and I don’t mind doing it, but healing men, being

the mother to a newborn, and mate to a man who will soon be crowned King of

our little war-torn country? It’s…a lot.

Sinclair tried to help at first, standing with me while I performed my work, but

eventually I shooed him off with the baby because I knew his energies would be

better put elsewhere and that he could concentrate on Rafe better than I can

when I spend half the day in a meditative state. And I also knew that it was

driving Sinclair a little crazy, just standing there watching me, trying to be

supportive.

But now, as I finish up turning the final patch of burned skin on the final soldier

smooth and clear, I stand up with a smile, brushing my hands against my

leggings and wondering where he is.

“Thank you, Luna,” the soldier says, and I beam down at him happily.

“Glad to do it. Hopefully you get some lighter service, though,” I say, cocking my

head as I smile at him. “Fancy being a secretary at all?”

He laughs and shakes his head, running a hand over the freshly-healed skin

and marveling at it. “Not a chance, Luna,” he says. “I’m a fighter, through and

through. I’ll go back on the field for you and the Alpha any day.”

“Well, hopefully not anytime soon, “I sigh, patting him on the shoulder and

turning away to go look for my mate.

suddenly, at the realization that it’s done. Hank gives

the room where he’s consulting with some

going to need physical therapy after their

do everything – and I happily wave back

the back of the clinic where

tended to meet.

around the clinic as I pass

barrack in itself.

with this so that we can get out of

it be a place of healing but…well, I want to

big bed and tuck my little baby into his

a normal night’s

remember that…well, that the last

what state it’s in now – did Sinclair like…send someone to clean it up? Or are they

my tongue a little in disgust

back. But still the sentiment is there. I’m dying

miss my

my normal life anymore? Did it exist?

he came for

on the door

at me and smile as I come into the room, and I laugh

of my tiny baby strapped in his carrier across

looks so small against the wide

he is,” I say, giving everyone a nod but fixing my eyes on

to him. “And

grabbing my hand

pretending a jealousy that makes me

to hear that,” I say, standing

starting to unstrap Rafe from Sinclair’s

arms.

asks. Roger stands

his pockets,

bouncing my happy baby

is finally all

Henry says with a marvelous smile that

lately – it’s good to

of wounds – it’s quite

“Imagine what you could do

on a battlefield, turning

sure I want to

thinking aloud. “True,” he concedes with

little

up to?” I ask, looking at the table

with paper. “And where is

informs me, putting a steady

steps. We’ll want

doctor she called to come and check her out,”

necessary,” he adds with a tiny scowl. ” Considering she is a

say OBGYN, Roger,” I

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