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 figure

baby.” She frowns a little in

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

coming up roses.

with my own contented sigh, leaning back

figure

would be convenient,” she says, putting her chin in her

been

a mock haughtiness, grinning at her,

and loving, and restorative as

in my personality -”

little false glare, and I laugh, Sinclair nods as

point. But then Cora cocks her head to

something.

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

Ella and I had a

start to stand up but Roger

little. “Why?”

says, turning to him,

A little sister time, to see if we

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

forgive him, because I know he

a single moment right now not

But still, when she gives him a little shove,

says, wrapping an arm around Roger’s

that Cora and I can

teach you how to change a

but Cora and I laugh as the men help

head inside

thinking?” I ask eagerly, moving my chair closer to

can better see each other

sighs, looking down at

goes. “She said that you

now, her mouth twisted to the side

think I’m like

deny that, but she puts up a hand to

do I need to be healed? With your powers? So

access the gift?”

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

the desert to get the gift from mom – or

like, do something

ceremony like that.”

Do you

for her hands. And then, quite

body. Her wolf raises her nose to the gift

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

brown, from the lightest tawny to

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

come up with nothing.

Cora,” I sigh, dropping her hands and sinking

fine, as far as my gift can

she says, likewise sinking back in the chair and

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

could try healing you?”

my face

were linked. Maybe I can…heal a little?

that will allow me to like, access

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

sigh, realizing that I’ve been

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

hand in hers, closing her

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

to fall into that

heal it myself.

a few minutes, I gasp a little when I do feel a

cut is. I see Cora push and concentrate, but then,

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