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

frowns a little in frustration, even though we’re all

out her joy today. Everything for

coming up roses.

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

figure it

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

“if my gift had been

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

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

in my personality -”

she gives me a little false glare, and I laugh, Sinclair nods

cocks her head to the side, clearly

something.

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

I had

Sinclair immediately agree and start to stand up but

a little. “Why?” he

said,” Cora says, turning to him, “about Ella…being

time, to see if

little and I laugh a little when I see that

– but I forgive him, because I know he

right

when she gives him a

on, new papa,” Sinclair says, wrapping an arm

that Cora and I can

how to

and I laugh as

head inside

I ask eagerly, moving my chair closer to my

that we can better see each other in the dim light of the

Cora sighs, looking down

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

me now, her mouth twisted to the side

think I’m like broken, or

open my mouth to deny that, but

like, do I need to be healed? With your

access the gift?”

I say, curious and sitting up straight. “I mean,

to get the gift

need to like, do something to get it going.

ceremony like that.”

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

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

raises her

it a warm little nudge, and I smile as I

brown, from the lightest tawny to

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

come up with nothing.

hands and sinking back onto the chair.

far as

likewise sinking back in the chair and gnawing at her lip.

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

could try healing you?”

ask, my face

all the gifts were linked.

doing that will allow me

hand out to her. “I cut my finger

a sigh, realizing that I’ve been meaning

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

hand in hers, closing her eyes

state I use when I access

still and, importantly, not to

heal it myself.

gasp a little when I do feel a

I see Cora

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