Accidental Surrogate

Chapter 395

Chapter 395: By the Light of the Fire

Ella

That night, again around the fire, Henry leans forward in his chair and rests his

elbows on his knees, smiling around at us.

“So, tell me if I’ve got this right,” he says, clearly tickled by it. “My two sons are

mated to two sisters, who each have the Goddess’ blood in their veins, which

means…” .” he pauses here, putting his thoughts together, “that all of my

grandchildren are going to have mystical powers?”

Cora shrugs, grinning at him. “That’s what she told us,” she says, laughing a

little bit.

“Well,” Henry says, pleased, leaning back in his chair and shaking his head in

disbelief. “This saves me a great deal of worry.”

Sinclair turns to him confused. ” What? Why?”

“Because,” Henry says, shrugging, trying to hold back his grin. “Imagine if just

one of you were mated to a Goddess -born wolf, and only half of my

grandchildren had magical powers. At least this way, I don’t have to pretend that

I like the non-magical ones as much as the others.”

We all laugh at this, but I shake my head at Henry’s streak of dark humor.

Because, beneath it, we all know that it’s not true. He was always going to love

all of the grandchildren equally, no matter what.

“I wonder what your gift will be, little baby,” I say to Rafe, who is awake and

sitting up in my lap, holding my fingers in his little fists and looking interestedly

around at our group. I was very intrigued when Cora told me that all of their gifts

would vary according to their personalities – I, like her, had assumed that they

would be the same. We still haven’t figured out Cora’s gift yet, though we’ve all

be thinking.

“Rafe’s will probably be shooting lasers from his eyes,” Roger murmurs, leaning

forward to study my son. I shoot a little glare at Roger and he grins at me.

“No, he’s going to be a healer, like mommy,” I say, kissing Rafe’s head and

making him look up at me with a little baby smile. I smile back at him, unable to

help it.

“Nah, Rafe’s got a warrior’s soul,” Sinclair says at my side, leaning back in his

chair and proudly considering son. It will be something to do with that.”

“Nooo,” I say in denial, glaring at my mate now. “Rafe is gentle. His powers will

be for peace.”

“What about ours?” Roger asks, turning to Cora. “Are you getting any hints

down the bond?”

can’t even figure out

She frowns a little in frustration, even though

is going to wipe out her joy today. Everything for

coming up roses.

Cora,” I say with my own contented

“We’ll figure

putting her chin in her hand

gift had been healing too. Considering

mock haughtiness, grinning at her, “that would

be as gentle, and loving, and restorative as me, Cora –

in my personality -”

even as she gives me a little false glare, and I laugh, Sinclair nods as if

Cora cocks her head to the

something.

up straight and looks around. “Actually,” she says to the

and I

Sinclair immediately agree and start to stand

a little.

said,” Cora says, turning to him, “about

time, to see if

I laugh a little when

because I know he doesn’t want to

her for a single moment right now not

when she gives him a little shove, he sighs and

says, wrapping

Rafe from my arms so that Cora and

“I’ll teach you how to change

but Cora and I laugh as the men

then head inside

you thinking?” I ask eagerly, moving my chair closer

each other in the dim light of

said,” Cora sighs, looking down at her hands and

it through as she goes. “She said that you could help me

her mouth twisted to the side as

think I’m like

but

I need to be

access the gift?”

straight. “I mean,

into the desert to get the gift from mom –

like, do something to get it going.

ceremony like that.”

shrugging.” Do you

say, reaching for her hands. And then, quite quickly, I run my

and over her body. Her wolf raises her nose

warm little nudge, and I smile as I sense her. Such a

shades of brown, from the lightest tawny to nearly

as I scan Cora, seeking any places that she’s hurt or tied up or

come up with nothing.

Cora,” I sigh, dropping her hands

far as my gift can

sinking back in the chair

on to the next option. “Um,” she says, “do

could try healing you?”

ask, my face twisting with

the gifts were

doing that will allow me to like, access

hold my hand out to her.

with a sigh, realizing that I’ve been

got distracted. ” My gift could fix this up in a cinch can

shrugs and takes my hand in hers,

into the meditative state I use when I access

importantly, not to fall

heal it myself.

I gasp a little when I

the cut is. I see Cora push and concentrate,

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