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

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

after their wounds

– and I happily wave back as I pass out

the back of

tended to meet.

sigh a little as I look around the clinic

little barrack in itself.

this so that we

for this place, for letting it be a place of healing but…well,

my big bed and

normal night’s

the last time

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

my tongue a little in disgust and turn my mind

door in the back. But still the sentiment is

miss

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

out when he came for

on the door as I

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

at the sight of my tiny baby strapped in his carrier across my

looks so small against the

I say, giving everyone a nod but fixing my eyes on my

him. “And how is my baby

Sinclair says, grabbing my hand before I can touch the baby

his warm side, pretending a

I say, standing on

from Sinclair’s body, wanting

arms.

Henry asks. Roger stands up straight

into his pockets,

say with a cheerful sigh, bouncing

is finally all patched

with a marvelous smile that

so dour lately – it’s good to

that level of wounds –

adds, his brow lifting. “Imagine

on a battlefield, turning

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

say, thinking aloud.

seem…a little anti-goddess, doesn’t

ask, looking

scattered with paper. “And

informs me, putting

want to know what you

is in with a lady doctor she called to come

that’s necessary,” he adds with a tiny scowl. ” Considering she is a

can say OBGYN,

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