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.

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

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

need physical therapy after their wounds

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

to the back of

tended to meet.

as I look around the clinic as I pass through it. We haven’t

barrack

done with this so that we can get

for this place, for letting it be a

bed

a normal night’s

remember that…well, that the last

state it’s in now – did

out my tongue a little in disgust and turn my mind away from the

I arrive at the door in the back. But still the sentiment is

miss my normal

what even was my normal life anymore?

when he came for my

knock on the door

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

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

just looks so small against the wide expanse of

a nod but fixing my eyes on my

him. “And

my hand before I can

me to his warm side, pretending

glad to hear that,” I say, standing on my tiptoes to kiss

unstrap Rafe from Sinclair’s body, wanting him in

arms.

you all finished, Ella?” Henry asks.

his pockets,

I say with a cheerful sigh, bouncing my happy

finally

marvelous smile

it’s good to

that level of wounds

“Imagine what you could

battlefield, turning

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

war,” I say, thinking aloud.

little

are you all up to?” I ask, looking at the table before them which

paper. “And where is

putting

steps. We’ll want to know what

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

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

can say OBGYN, Roger,” I say,

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