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 out what

frowns a little in frustration, even though

wipe out her joy today. Everything for her – for all of us –

coming up roses.

my own contented sigh, leaning

“We’ll figure it

convenient,” she says, putting her

“if my gift had been healing

with a mock haughtiness, grinning

gentle, and loving,

in my personality -”

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

Cora cocks her head to the side, clearly

something.

and looks around. “Actually,”

if Ella and I had

Sinclair immediately agree and start

little. “Why?”

said,” Cora says, turning to

sister time, to see if we can

I laugh a little when I see

a bit – but I forgive him, because I know

moment right

gives him a little shove, he sighs

on, new papa,” Sinclair says,

that Cora and I can concentrate on

you how to change

as the men

head inside the

eagerly, moving my chair closer to my

can better see each other in the dim

mom said,” Cora sighs, looking down

said that you could

me now, her mouth twisted to the side as she tries to

you think I’m like broken,

to deny that, but

be healed? With your powers? So

access the gift?”

straight. “I

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

something to get it going. Some

ceremony like that.”

a try,” she says, shrugging.” Do

hands. And

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

smile as I sense her. Such a pretty

from the lightest tawny to

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

come up with nothing.

her hands and

as far as my

she says, likewise sinking back in the chair and gnawing

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

could try healing you?”

I ask, my

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

me to like, access my

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

that I’ve been meaning to heal

” My gift could fix this up in a cinch can you

my hand in hers, closing

into the meditative state I use when I access my gift. I do my very

importantly, not to fall into that same

heal it myself.

a few minutes, I gasp a little when I

cut is. I see

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