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

a little in frustration, even though

going to wipe out her joy today. Everything

coming up roses.

with my own contented

figure it

her chin

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

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

as gentle, and loving, and

in my personality -”

as she gives me a little false glare, and I

fair point. But then Cora cocks her

something.

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

and I had a minute out

Sinclair immediately agree and start to stand up but Roger

a little.

mom said,” Cora says, turning to him,

sister time, to see

twists his mouth a little and I laugh a little

forgive him, because I know

a single moment right now

a little

says, wrapping

that

teach you how to

and I laugh as the men help Henry onto

then head inside the

ask eagerly, moving

each other in

looking down

through as she goes. “She said that you could

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

“Do you think I’m like broken,

to deny that, but she puts

be healed? With your powers?

access the gift?”

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

desert to get the gift from mom – or

to like, do something to

ceremony like that.”

a try,” she says, shrugging.” Do you

her hands. And then, quite quickly, I run my

and over her body. Her wolf raises her nose to

warm little nudge, and I smile as I sense her. Such a pretty wolf –

from

any places that she’s hurt

come up with nothing.

Cora,” I sigh, dropping her hands and

far as my gift can

sinking back in the chair and gnawing at her lip.

next option. “Um,” she says, “do you think

could try healing you?”

my face twisting with

all the gifts were

that will allow me

hand out to her. “I cut

realizing that I’ve been meaning to heal it all

” My gift could fix this up

my hand in hers, closing her eyes and pushing herself

into the meditative state I use when I access my

still and, importantly, not to fall

heal it myself.

little when I do feel a very

cut is. I see Cora

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