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?”

sighing a little. “I can’t even figure out what

little in frustration, even

out her joy today. Everything for her

coming up roses.

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

figure

she says, putting her chin

my gift had been healing too. Considering

mock haughtiness, grinning at her, “that would be

can be as gentle, and loving, and restorative

in my personality -”

a little false glare, and I

But then Cora cocks her head to the side,

something.

looks around. “Actually,” she says to the

you mind if Ella and I had a minute out

and start to stand up

little. “Why?” he

said,” Cora says, turning

little sister time, to see if we can sort through

laugh a little when I

a bit – but I forgive him, because I know he doesn’t want to

moment right now not with everything they’ve

But still, when she gives him a little shove, he sighs and

Sinclair says,

my arms so that Cora and I can concentrate

you how

as the men help Henry onto

then head

are you thinking?” I ask eagerly, moving

we can better see each other in the dim light

said,” Cora sighs, looking down

it through as she goes. “She said that

me now, her mouth twisted to

it. “Do you think I’m like broken, or

but she puts

to be healed? With

access the gift?”

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

to get the gift from mom –

like, do something to get it going. Some

ceremony like that.”

says, shrugging.” Do you

say, reaching for her hands. And then, quite quickly, I

her body. Her wolf raises her nose

and I smile as I sense her.

shades of brown, from the lightest tawny to nearly

seeking any places that she’s hurt or tied up

come up with nothing.

Cora,” I sigh, dropping her hands and

as my gift

the chair and gnawing

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

could try healing you?”

I ask, my face twisting with

said all the gifts were linked. Maybe I can…heal a little?

allow me to like,

I say, and I hold my hand out to her. “I cut my finger this

cap, T say with a sigh, realizing that I’ve

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

and takes my hand in hers, closing her eyes

I use when I

to fall into

heal it myself.

I gasp a little when

the cut is. I see Cora push

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