Surrogate For Alpha Dom

Chapter 395

Chapter 395: By the Light of the Fire

Ella

That night, again around the fire, Henry leans forward in his chair and rests his

elbows on his knees, smiling around at us.

“So, tell me if I’ve got this right,” he says, clearly tickled by it. “My two sons are

mated to two sisters, who each have the Goddess’ blood in their veins, which

means…” .” he pauses here, putting his thoughts together, “that all of my

grandchildren are going to have mystical powers?”

Cora shrugs, grinning at him. “That’s what she told us,” she says, laughing a

little bit.

“Well,” Henry says, pleased, leaning back in his chair and shaking his head in

disbelief. “This saves me a great deal of worry.”

Sinclair turns to him confused. ” What? Why?”

“Because,” Henry says, shrugging, trying to hold back his grin. “Imagine if just

one of you were mated to a Goddess -born wolf, and only half of my

grandchildren had magical powers. At least this way, I don’t have to pretend that

I like the non-magical ones as much as the others.”

We all laugh at this, but I shake my head at Henry’s streak of dark humor.

Because, beneath it, we all know that it’s not true. He was always going to love

all of the grandchildren equally, no matter what.

“I wonder what your gift will be, little baby,” I say to Rafe, who is awake and

sitting up in my lap, holding my fingers in his little fists and looking interestedly

around at our group. I was very intrigued when Cora told me that all of their gifts

would vary according to their personalities – I, like her, had assumed that they

would be the same. We still haven’t figured out Cora’s gift yet, though we’ve all

be thinking.

“Rafe’s will probably be shooting lasers from his eyes,” Roger murmurs, leaning

forward to study my son. I shoot a little glare at Roger and he grins at me.

“No, he’s going to be a healer, like mommy,” I say, kissing Rafe’s head and

making him look up at me with a little baby smile. I smile back at him, unable to

help it.

“Nah, Rafe’s got a warrior’s soul,” Sinclair says at my side, leaning back in his

chair and proudly considering son. It will be something to do with that.”

“Nooo,” I say in denial, glaring at my mate now. “Rafe is gentle. His powers will

be for peace.”

“What about ours?” Roger asks, turning to Cora. “Are you getting any hints

down the bond?”

she replies, sighing a little. “I can’t

in frustration,

is going to wipe out her joy today. Everything for her – for

coming up roses.

all right Cora,” I say with my own contented sigh, leaning

figure it

she says, putting her chin

my gift had been

mock haughtiness, grinning

as gentle, and loving, and restorative as me, Cora

in my personality -”

a little false glare, and

But then Cora cocks her

something.

up straight and looks around.

I had a

agree and start to

a little. “Why?” he

mom said,” Cora says, turning to him,

time, to see if

his mouth a little and I laugh a little when I see

but I forgive him, because I know he doesn’t

a single moment right now not with

a little shove, he sighs and stands

on, new papa,” Sinclair says, wrapping

so that Cora and I can

teach you how to change a

but Cora and I laugh as the men help Henry onto

head inside the

thinking?” I ask eagerly, moving my chair

can better see each other in the dim light of the

sighs, looking down

it through as she goes. “She said that you could help me figure it

now, her mouth twisted to the side as she

“Do you think

but

mean like, do I need to be healed? With your powers? So that I

access the gift?”

straight. “I mean,

the gift from

to like, do something

ceremony like that.”

shrugging.” Do

hands. And then, quite quickly, I run my

wolf raises her nose to the gift as it

warm little nudge, and I smile as I sense her. Such

from the lightest tawny to

as I scan Cora, seeking any places that

come up with nothing.

hands and sinking back

as far as my gift

likewise sinking back in the

to the next option. “Um,” she says, “do you

could try healing you?”

my face twisting with

were linked. Maybe I can…heal a little?

me

hold my hand out to her. “I cut my finger this morning

realizing that I’ve

just got distracted. ” My gift could fix this up in

hers, closing her eyes and

I access my

still and, importantly, not to fall into

heal it myself.

little when I do feel a

see Cora

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