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?”

a little. “I can’t even

in frustration, even

is going to wipe out her joy today. Everything for her – for all of

coming up roses.

I say with my own contented sigh, leaning back

figure it

be convenient,” she says, putting her chin in her hand and

gift had been healing too. Considering

a mock haughtiness, grinning at her,

can be as gentle, and loving, and

in my personality -”

a little false glare, and I laugh, Sinclair nods

then Cora cocks her head

something.

looks around. “Actually,”

you mind if Ella and I had a

agree and start to stand up but Roger

little. “Why?” he

mom said,” Cora says, turning to

time,

I laugh a little when I see that he does

him, because I know

moment right now not with everything

a little

says,

arms so that

you how to

but Cora and I laugh as the men help

head

I ask eagerly, moving my chair

can better see each other

mom said,” Cora sighs, looking

goes. “She said that you could help me figure

looks up at me now, her mouth twisted to the side as she

think I’m like broken, or

but she

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

access the gift?”

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

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

like, do something to get it going. Some sort

ceremony like that.”

shrugging.” Do you want to…give

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

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

I smile as I sense her. Such a

brown, from the lightest tawny to

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

come up with nothing.

dropping her hands and

far as my gift

in the chair and

the next option.

could try healing you?”

I ask, my face twisting with

gifts were linked. Maybe I can…heal a

that will allow me

I say, and I hold my hand out to her. “I cut

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

” My gift could fix this up in a cinch can you do

shrugs and takes my hand in hers, closing her

into the meditative state I use when I access my gift. I do my

very still and, importantly, not to fall into that

heal it myself.

minutes, I gasp a little when I do

the cut is. I see Cora push and concentrate,

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