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?”

she replies, sighing a little. “I can’t even figure out what mine

baby.” She frowns a little in frustration, even though we’re

Everything for her –

coming up roses.

say with my own contented

figure it

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

been healing too. Considering that

mock haughtiness, grinning at her, “that would

be as gentle, and loving, and restorative

in my personality -”

little false glare, and I laugh, Sinclair

But then Cora cocks

something.

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

mind if Ella and I had

start to stand up but Roger

little. “Why?”

mom said,” Cora says, turning

Do you mind? A little sister time, to see if we

I laugh a

him, because I know he doesn’t want to

her for a single moment right now not with everything

a

papa,” Sinclair says, wrapping

taking Rafe from my arms so that Cora and

“I’ll teach you how to change

Cora and I laugh as the

then head

what are you thinking?” I ask eagerly, moving my chair closer

we can better see each other in

said,” Cora sighs, looking down

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

mouth twisted to

you think

deny that, but she puts up a

mean like, do I need to be healed? With

access the gift?”

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

out into the desert to get the gift from mom

to like, do something to get it going. Some sort

ceremony like that.”

Do

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

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

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

shades of brown, from the lightest

any places that she’s hurt or tied up

come up with nothing.

hands and sinking back onto the

as my

in the

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

could try healing you?”

I ask, my face twisting with

all the gifts were linked. Maybe I can…heal a little?

me to

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

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

just got distracted. ” My gift could fix this up

takes my hand in hers, closing her

use when I access my gift. I do my very best

still and, importantly, not to

heal it myself.

minutes, I gasp a little when I do feel a very slight

is. I see Cora push and concentrate,

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