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.

at the realization that it’s done. Hank gives

he’s consulting

after their wounds the healing

everything – and I

to the back of the clinic where Roger and

tended to meet.

I look around the clinic as I pass through it. We haven’t

it into a little barrack in itself.

this so that we can

letting it be a

sleep in my big bed and tuck my little baby

a normal night’s

remember that…well, that the last time we

corpses all over it. And I honestly have no idea what state it’s in now – did Sinclair like…send someone to clean it up? Or are

stick out my tongue a little in disgust and turn my mind away

at the door in the back. But still

I miss my normal

even was my normal life anymore? Did it exist? Or

out when he came for

little knock on the

heads look up at me and smile as I

sight of my tiny baby strapped in

just looks so small

I say, giving everyone a nod but fixing my eyes

him. “And how is my baby

my hand before I can

warm side, pretending a

say, standing

from Sinclair’s body, wanting him

arms.

finished, Ella?” Henry asks. Roger

his

I say with a cheerful sigh, bouncing my happy

finally all

smile that warms me from

been so dour lately – it’s good to see him smile.

of

“Imagine what you could

battlefield, turning soldiers

a little. “I’m not sure I want to think of my

I say, thinking aloud. “True,” he concedes with a shrug.

little

to?” I ask, looking at the

scattered with paper. “And where

plans,” Sinclair informs me, putting a steady

want to know

is in with a lady doctor she called to come

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

OBGYN, Roger,” I

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