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 even figure

a little in frustration,

wipe out her joy today. Everything for her – for all

coming up roses.

right Cora,” I say with my

“We’ll figure it

putting her chin in her hand

my gift had been

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

not everyone can be as gentle, and loving, and restorative as me,

in my personality -”

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

then Cora cocks her

something.

looks around.

I had a minute

Sinclair immediately agree and start to stand up

little. “Why?”

says, turning to him, “about

time, to see if we

his mouth a little and I laugh a little when

– but I forgive him, because I know

right now not with everything

she gives him a little shove, he sighs

says, wrapping an

so that Cora

you how to change

groans but Cora and I laugh as the

head

eagerly, moving

each other in the dim

sighs, looking down at her hands

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

now, her mouth twisted to the

it. “Do you think I’m like broken,

but she puts up a hand

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

access the gift?”

sitting up straight. “I mean, that

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

we need to like, do something to get it going. Some sort

ceremony like that.”

Do you want to…give it a

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

Her wolf raises her nose to

it a warm little nudge, and I smile as

a thousand shades of brown, from the lightest

places that she’s hurt

come up with nothing.

dropping her hands and sinking back

as

says, likewise sinking back in the chair

as she moves on to the next option.

could try healing you?”

my face twisting

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

allow me to

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

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

gift could fix this up in a cinch can you

hand in hers, closing her eyes

the meditative state I use when I access my

and, importantly, not to fall into that same

heal it myself.

little when I do feel a very slight

is. I see Cora push and concentrate, but

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