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

the room where he’s consulting

after

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

of

tended to meet.

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

a little barrack in

so that we can get out

a place of healing but…well, I

to sleep in my big bed and tuck my

a normal

then I remember that…well, that the last time

idea what state it’s in now – did Sinclair like…send someone to clean it

a little in disgust and turn my mind away from

the back. But still the sentiment

miss

anymore? Did it exist? Or did Xander

he came

little knock on the door as I

me and smile as I come

of my tiny baby strapped in

looks so small against the wide expanse of

nod but

him. “And how

says, grabbing my hand before I can touch

his warm side, pretending a

I say, standing on my

Rafe from Sinclair’s

arms.

Henry asks. Roger

into his pockets, listening

with a cheerful sigh, bouncing

is finally

a marvelous smile that warms me

– it’s good to see him smile.

that level of wounds –

brow lifting. “Imagine

a battlefield, turning

little. “I’m not sure I want to think

thinking aloud.

seem…a little anti-goddess, doesn’t

to?” I ask, looking at the table before them which

paper.

putting a steady hand on my

our next steps. We’ll want to know what you

Cora is in with a lady doctor she

why that’s necessary,” he adds with a tiny scowl. ”

can say OBGYN, Roger,” I say,

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