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 out what mine is,

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

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

coming up roses.

say with my own contented sigh,

figure it

says, putting her chin in her

“if my gift had been healing too.

haughtiness, grinning at her, “that

not everyone can be as gentle, and loving, and restorative as me, Cora –

in my personality -”

she gives me a little false glare,

fair point. But then Cora cocks her head to the side,

something.

up straight and looks around. “Actually,”

if Ella and I had a minute out here

and start to

little. “Why?” he

says, turning to him, “about Ella…being

A little sister time, to see if we

a little and I laugh a little

him, because I know he

moment right now not with everything they’ve

still, when she gives him a little shove, he sighs and

papa,” Sinclair says, wrapping an arm

that

“I’ll teach you how

as the men help Henry onto the platform

head inside the

ask eagerly, moving my chair closer to

see each other in the

Cora sighs, looking down at her hands

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

looks up at me now, her mouth twisted to

think I’m

mouth to deny that, but she

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

access the gift?”

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

to get the gift from mom –

something to get it going. Some

ceremony like that.”

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

say, reaching for her hands. And then, quite quickly, I

Her wolf raises her nose to the gift as it passes

it a warm little nudge, and I smile as I sense

brown, from the lightest tawny to

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

come up with nothing.

dropping her hands and

as far as my

in the chair and gnawing

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

could try healing you?”

ask, my face twisting

also said all the gifts were

doing that will allow me to like,

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

T say with a sigh, realizing that I’ve been meaning to heal it all

got distracted. ” My gift could fix

my hand in hers, closing her eyes

I use when I access my gift. I do my

importantly, not to fall into that same

heal it myself.

I gasp a little when I do feel a very slight tingling

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

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