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

where he’s consulting

after

it doesn’t do everything – and I happily wave back as I pass

to the back of the clinic where Roger and

tended to meet.

little as I look around the clinic as I pass through it. We

it into a little barrack in itself.

with this so that we can get out

letting it be a place of healing but…well,

my big bed and tuck my little baby

normal

that…well, that the last

what state it’s in now – did

little in disgust and turn

in the back. But still

I miss

life anymore? Did it exist? Or did

out when he came for my

giving a little knock on the

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

at the sight of my tiny baby strapped in his carrier

looks so small against the wide expanse of Sinclair’s

say, giving everyone a nod but fixing my eyes on my son as

over to him. “And how

my hand before I

warm side, pretending a jealousy that makes

that,” I say, standing on my tiptoes to kiss him

Rafe from Sinclair’s body,

arms.

finished, Ella?” Henry asks.

his

cheerful sigh, bouncing

finally all

with a marvelous smile that warms me from the

lately – it’s good

of wounds – it’s quite

“Imagine what you could do

battlefield,

sure I want

in war,” I say, thinking aloud.

little

ask, looking at the table before

with paper.

making plans,” Sinclair informs me, putting a steady hand on

steps. We’ll want to

in with a lady doctor she called to come and

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

OBGYN, Roger,” I

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