Surrogate For Alpha Dom

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.

realization that it’s done.

across the room where he’s consulting

to need physical therapy after their wounds the

do everything – and I happily wave back

the back of the clinic where Roger

tended to meet.

clinic as I

it into a little barrack in

with this so that we can get out

this place, for letting it be a place of healing

to sleep in my big bed and tuck

a normal night’s

that the last time

over it. And I honestly have no idea what state it’s in now – did Sinclair

in disgust and turn

in the back. But still

I miss my

my normal life anymore? Did it exist? Or

when he came for my

giving a little knock on the

heads look up at me and smile as I come into the room, and I

at the sight of my tiny baby strapped

small against the wide expanse

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

him. “And how is my baby

my hand

his warm side, pretending a jealousy that

I’m glad to hear that,” I say, standing on

before starting to unstrap Rafe from Sinclair’s body,

arms.

finished, Ella?” Henry asks. Roger stands up straight and tucks

into his

with a cheerful sigh, bouncing my happy

is finally all

Henry says with a marvelous smile that warms me from the

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

level of wounds – it’s

“Imagine what you could do

battlefield, turning soldiers

“I’m not sure I want to think of my mother’s gift as

in war,” I say, thinking aloud. “True,” he

seem…a little anti-goddess, doesn’t

to?” I ask,

scattered with paper. “And where is

making plans,” Sinclair informs me, putting a steady

We’ll want to know what

is in with a lady doctor she called to come and check

see why that’s necessary,” he

say OBGYN, Roger,” I say,

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