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?”

“I can’t

in frustration, even

to wipe out her joy today. Everything

coming up roses.

say with my own contented

figure it

her chin in her hand and

gift had been healing too. Considering that

say with a mock haughtiness, grinning at her, “that would

as gentle, and loving, and

in my personality -”

gives me a little false

then Cora cocks her head

something.

she sits up straight and looks around. “Actually,” she says to the

mind if Ella and I

and start to stand up but

little. “Why?”

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

Do you mind? A little sister time, to see if we can sort

little and I laugh a little

him, because I know

for a single moment right now not with everything they’ve

gives him a little shove, he sighs and

Sinclair says, wrapping an arm

taking Rafe from my arms so that

you how to

groans but Cora and I laugh as the

head

ask eagerly, moving my chair closer to my

see each other in the

looking down

through as she goes. “She said that you could

mouth twisted to the side as she

think I’m like broken,

open my mouth to deny that, but

do I need to be healed? With your powers?

access the gift?”

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

the desert to get the gift from mom –

we need to like, do something to get

ceremony like that.”

shrugging.” Do you want to…give

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

wolf raises her nose to the gift as

I smile as I sense her. Such a

shades of brown, from the lightest tawny to

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

come up with nothing.

her hands and sinking back onto the

far as my

back in the chair and gnawing at

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

could try healing you?”

my face twisting

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

me to

to her. “I cut my finger

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

got distracted. ” My gift could fix this up

hers, closing her eyes and

meditative state I use when I access my

still and, importantly, not to

heal it myself.

a few minutes, I gasp a little when I do feel

the cut is. I see Cora push and

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