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?”

“I can’t even figure out what mine is,

baby.” She frowns a little in

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

coming up roses.

all right Cora,” I say with my own contented sigh,

figure it

she says, putting her chin in her

been healing too. Considering that I’m a

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

everyone can be as gentle, and loving, and restorative as me, Cora

in my personality -”

a little false glare, and I

But then Cora cocks her head to

something.

up straight and looks

Ella and I

start to stand up but Roger

little. “Why?”

said,” Cora says, turning to him, “about

you mind? A little sister time, to

laugh

him, because I know he doesn’t want to be

for a single moment right now

a little shove, he

on, new papa,” Sinclair says, wrapping

that Cora and I

teach you how to change a

but Cora and I laugh as the men help Henry onto the platform

head inside

eagerly, moving my

each other in the dim light of the

sighs, looking

as she goes. “She said that

her mouth twisted to the side as

you think

but she puts up

do I need to be healed?

access the gift?”

up straight. “I mean, that would

desert to get the gift

to like, do something to get it

ceremony like that.”

says, shrugging.” Do you want to…give it

I say, reaching for her hands. And then,

Her wolf raises her nose to the gift as it

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

from the lightest

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

come up with nothing.

hands and

as far as my gift can

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

as she moves on to the next option. “Um,” she says,

could try healing you?”

ask, my face twisting

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

me to

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

with a sigh, realizing that I’ve

fix this up

in hers, closing her eyes and

I access my gift.

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

heal it myself.

little when I do feel a very slight tingling

where the cut is. I see Cora push

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