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

baby.” She frowns a little in

going to wipe out her joy today. Everything for her –

coming up roses.

I say with my own contented sigh, leaning back

“We’ll figure it

she says, putting her

“if my gift had been healing too. Considering that I’m a

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

be as gentle, and loving, and restorative

in my personality -”

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

fair point. But then Cora cocks

something.

sits up straight and looks around. “Actually,”

I had a

and start to stand up

a little. “Why?”

said,” Cora says, turning

mind? A little sister time, to see if

little and I laugh a little when I see that he

him, because I

right now not with everything they’ve

when she gives him a little shove,

says, wrapping an arm

that Cora and I can concentrate

“I’ll teach you how to

but Cora and I laugh as the men help Henry onto

head inside the

eagerly, moving my

each other in the dim light of

looking down at her

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

me now, her mouth twisted to

“Do you think I’m like

but she

mean like, do I need to be healed? With

access the gift?”

up straight. “I mean, that

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

like, do something to

ceremony like that.”

a try,” she says, shrugging.” Do

And then, quite quickly, I

body. Her wolf raises her nose to the gift as it

I smile as I sense her. Such a

a thousand shades of brown, from the lightest tawny

Cora, seeking any places that she’s

come up with nothing.

her hands and sinking back onto the

as far as

she says, likewise sinking back in the chair and gnawing at

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

could try healing you?”

ask, my face twisting with

gifts were linked. Maybe I

me

out to

that

My gift could fix

shrugs and takes my hand in hers, closing her eyes and pushing

state I use when I access my gift.

still and, importantly, not to fall into that same meditative state

heal it myself.

I gasp a little when I do feel a very

I see Cora push and concentrate, but

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