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?”

replies, sighing a little. “I can’t even figure out what mine is, let

baby.” She frowns a little in frustration, even

joy today. Everything

coming up roses.

Cora,” I say with my

“We’ll figure it

putting her chin in her hand

“if my gift had been healing too. Considering

haughtiness, grinning at her,

can be as gentle, and loving, and

in my personality -”

even as she gives me a little false glare, and I

But then Cora cocks

something.

straight and looks around. “Actually,” she says

and I had a minute out

agree and start

a little.

said,” Cora says, turning to him, “about

little sister time, to see

laugh a little when I see

forgive him, because I know he doesn’t

single moment right

she gives him a little shove,

on, new papa,” Sinclair says, wrapping an

my arms so that Cora and

teach you how to change

I laugh as the men help Henry onto

head

are you thinking?” I ask eagerly, moving my chair closer to my

that we can better see each other in the dim light of

sighs, looking down at her hands

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

up at me now, her mouth twisted to

it. “Do you think I’m like broken, or

my mouth to deny that, but

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

access the gift?”

I say, curious and sitting up straight. “I mean, that would make sense

into the desert to get the gift from

to like, do something

ceremony like that.”

Do you

her hands. And then, quite quickly, I

raises her nose to

little nudge, and I smile as

a thousand shades of brown, from the lightest tawny

scan Cora, seeking any places that she’s hurt or tied up or

come up with nothing.

hands and sinking back onto

as my

sinking back in the chair and

to the next option. “Um,” she says,

could try healing you?”

my

all the gifts were linked. Maybe I can…heal

doing that will allow me to like, access

I say, and I hold my hand out to

with a sigh, realizing that I’ve been meaning to heal it

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

hers, closing her eyes

when I

to fall into that

heal it myself.

I gasp a little when I

I see Cora

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