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.

the realization that it’s done. Hank

from across the room where he’s consulting with some of the men

physical therapy after

– and I happily wave back as I pass out

heading to the back of

tended to meet.

a little as I look around the clinic as I pass through it. We

instead turning it into a little barrack

so that we can get out of here. I’m

for letting it be a place of

my big bed and tuck my little

normal

the last time

honestly have no idea what state it’s in now – did Sinclair like…send someone to clean it up?

disgust and turn my mind away from

the back. But still

I miss my normal

was my normal life anymore? Did

out when he

giving a little knock on the door

at me and smile as I come into the

at the sight of my tiny baby strapped in his

so small against the wide expanse

everyone a nod but fixing my eyes on my son

him. “And how

grabbing my hand before I can touch the baby

his warm side, pretending a

to hear that,” I say, standing on my tiptoes to kiss

Rafe from Sinclair’s body, wanting

arms.

Ella?” Henry asks. Roger stands

his

I say with a cheerful sigh, bouncing my happy

is finally all patched

says with a marvelous smile that warms me

so dour lately – it’s

level of wounds – it’s

adds, his brow lifting. “Imagine what you could do if you

battlefield,

sure I want to think of my mother’s

say, thinking aloud. “True,”

seem…a little

all up to?” I ask, looking at the table before them

scattered with paper. “And where is

making plans,” Sinclair informs me, putting

want to know what

doctor she called to

little shrug.” Although I don’t see why that’s necessary,” he adds with a tiny scowl. ” Considering she is

say OBGYN, Roger,”

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