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

a little in

Everything for her

coming up roses.

say with my own contented sigh, leaning back in

“We’ll figure

convenient,” she says, putting her chin in

had been healing

say with a mock haughtiness, grinning at

and loving, and restorative as me, Cora –

in my personality -”

me a little false glare, and I laugh, Sinclair

point. But then Cora cocks her head

something.

up straight and looks

Ella and I had a minute

and Sinclair immediately agree and start to stand up but Roger

little.

turning to him,

sister time, to see if we can sort

mouth a little and I laugh a

forgive him, because I know he doesn’t want to

for a single moment right now

she gives him a little shove, he sighs and stands

papa,” Sinclair says,

taking Rafe from my arms so that Cora and I can concentrate on

“I’ll teach you how to change

I laugh as the men help

head inside

ask eagerly, moving my chair

each other in the dim light of

looking down

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

me now, her mouth twisted to

think I’m like broken,

open my mouth to deny that, but she puts up a hand to

I need to be healed? With your powers? So

access the gift?”

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

go out into the desert to get the gift from mom – or at least to

like, do something to

ceremony like that.”

Do you want to…give it

say, reaching for her hands. And then, quite

body. Her wolf raises her

nudge, and I smile as I

brown, from the

as I scan Cora, seeking any places that she’s

come up with nothing.

her hands and sinking back onto the

as far as my

sinking back in the chair and gnawing at her lip.

she moves on to the next option. “Um,” she says,

could try healing you?”

my face twisting

were linked. Maybe I

me

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

a sigh, realizing that I’ve been

could fix this up in a

in hers, closing her eyes and pushing

meditative state I use when I access my gift. I do my very best

to

heal it myself.

minutes, I gasp a little when I do feel a very slight tingling

the cut is. I see Cora push and concentrate, but then,

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