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 what

She frowns a little in frustration, even though we’re all aware

is going to wipe out her joy today. Everything for her –

coming up roses.

all right Cora,” I say with my own contented sigh, leaning back

“We’ll figure

she says, putting her chin in her hand and scowling

a bit, “if my gift had been healing too.

I say with a mock haughtiness, grinning at

can be as gentle, and loving, and restorative as me,

in my personality -”

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

point. But then Cora cocks her

something.

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

and I had a minute out here

Sinclair immediately agree and start to stand up but Roger

a little. “Why?”

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

mind? A little sister time, to see if we can sort

and I laugh a little when I see

– but I forgive him, because I know

a single moment right now not with

But still, when she gives him a little shove,

new papa,” Sinclair says, wrapping an arm around Roger’s

taking Rafe from my arms so that Cora and I can concentrate on

teach you how to

groans but Cora and I laugh as

head inside

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

each other in the dim light of the

said,” Cora sighs, looking

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

looks up at me now, her mouth twisted to the side as she

“Do you think

to deny that, but she puts up

I mean like, do I need to be healed? With your powers?

access the gift?”

up straight. “I mean, that

the desert to get the gift from mom – or at

like, do something

ceremony like that.”

Do you

her hands. And

wolf raises her nose to the gift

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

shades of brown, from the lightest tawny

as I scan Cora, seeking any places that

come up with nothing.

hands

far as my gift can

likewise sinking back in the chair and gnawing at her

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

could try healing you?”

my face

also said all the gifts were

me to

out to her. “I cut my

with a sigh, realizing that I’ve been meaning to heal it all

My gift could fix this up in a cinch

hers, closing her eyes and

when I access my gift. I

very still and, importantly, not to fall into that same meditative state

heal it myself.

minutes, I gasp a little when

I see Cora push and

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