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 even figure

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

out her joy today. Everything for

coming up roses.

Cora,” I say with my own contented sigh, leaning back in

figure

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

“if my gift had been healing too. Considering that I’m

mock haughtiness,

can be as gentle, and loving, and

in my personality -”

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

fair point. But then Cora cocks her head

something.

up straight and looks around. “Actually,”

you mind if Ella and I had a

agree and start to stand up but Roger

a little.

turning to him,

sister time, to see

twists his mouth a little and I laugh a

because I know he doesn’t

her for a single moment right

him a little shove, he sighs and

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

Rafe from my arms so that Cora and I can concentrate

teach you how

I laugh as the men

then head inside

you thinking?” I ask eagerly,

that we can better see each other

looking down at her hands and

it through as she goes. “She said that

her mouth twisted

think

immediately open my mouth to deny that, but she puts up

do I need to be healed? With your powers?

access the gift?”

straight. “I mean, that would make sense

the desert to get the gift from mom – or at least to

do something to get it going.

ceremony like that.”

a try,” she says, shrugging.” Do you want

I say, reaching for her hands. And

raises her nose to

nudge, and I smile as I sense her. Such

from

as I scan Cora, seeking any places that

come up with nothing.

her hands and sinking back

as far as

the chair and gnawing at her

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

could try healing you?”

ask, my face twisting

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

will allow me to

my hand out to her. “I cut my

say with a sigh, realizing that I’ve been meaning to heal

” My gift could fix

takes my hand in hers,

state I use when I access my gift.

and, importantly, not to fall into

heal it myself.

little when I do feel a very

I see Cora

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