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.

suddenly, at the realization that it’s done. Hank

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

need physical therapy after

and I

heading to the back of the clinic where Roger and

tended to meet.

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

turning it into a little barrack in itself.

this so that we

for this place, for letting it be a place

I want to sleep in my big bed and

a normal

I remember that…well, that the last

honestly have no idea what state it’s in

out my tongue a little in disgust and turn my mind

door in the back. But still the sentiment is there. I’m dying to

miss

was my normal life anymore? Did it exist? Or did Xander

out when he

on the door

at me and smile as I come

of my tiny baby strapped

so small against the wide expanse of Sinclair’s

everyone a nod but fixing my eyes on my

over to him. “And how is my

says, grabbing my hand before I can

to his warm side, pretending a jealousy that makes me

say, standing on

starting to unstrap Rafe from Sinclair’s body, wanting

arms.

you all finished, Ella?” Henry asks. Roger stands up straight

into his pockets, listening

I say with a cheerful sigh, bouncing my happy baby a little in my

is finally all patched

says with a marvelous smile that warms me

– it’s good

after that level of

“Imagine

a battlefield, turning

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

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

seem…a little anti-goddess,

to?” I ask, looking at

with paper.

making plans,” Sinclair informs me, putting a

our next steps. We’ll want to know

lady doctor she called to come and check her

a little shrug.” Although I don’t see why that’s necessary,” he adds with

can say OBGYN, Roger,”

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