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?”

can’t even figure out what mine is, let

little in frustration, even though we’re all aware

today. Everything for her – for all of us

coming up roses.

my own

“We’ll figure

she says, putting her chin

a bit, “if my gift had been healing too. Considering that

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

and loving, and restorative as me, Cora –

in my personality -”

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

fair point. But then Cora cocks her head to the

something.

up straight and looks

Ella and I had a minute out here

and start to stand

a little. “Why?”

mom said,” Cora says, turning to him, “about Ella…being able

little sister time, to

twists his mouth a little and I laugh a little when I see that

him, because I know he doesn’t want to

for a single moment right now

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

new papa,” Sinclair says, wrapping an arm around

from my arms so that

“I’ll teach you how to

I laugh as the men help Henry onto the platform

then head inside the

ask eagerly, moving my chair

that we can better see each other

Cora sighs, looking

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

mouth twisted to the

you think I’m

to deny that, but she puts up

to be healed?

access the gift?”

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

the desert to get the gift from

need to like, do something to get it

ceremony like that.”

a try,” she says, shrugging.” Do you want

for her hands. And then, quite quickly,

Her wolf raises her nose to the

I smile as I sense her. Such a

shades of brown, from the lightest tawny

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

come up with nothing.

dropping her hands and sinking back onto the chair.

far as my

says, likewise sinking back in the chair and gnawing at her lip.

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

could try healing you?”

I ask, my face twisting

were linked. Maybe I can…heal a

doing that will allow me to

I say, and I hold my hand out to

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

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

my hand in hers, closing her

I access my gift.

to fall

heal it myself.

a little when I do feel a very

I see Cora push and concentrate, but

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