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?”

little. “I can’t

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

today. Everything for her – for

coming up roses.

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

“We’ll figure

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

been healing too. Considering that

mock haughtiness, grinning at her, “that would

and loving, and restorative as me,

in my personality -”

little false glare, and I laugh,

cocks her head

something.

sits up straight and looks around.

you mind if Ella and I had a

agree and start to stand up but

a little.

Cora says, turning to him, “about Ella…being able

A little sister time, to see if

a little and I laugh a little

forgive him, because I know he doesn’t

a single moment right now

she gives him a

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

from my arms so that Cora and I can concentrate

“I’ll teach you how to

and I laugh as

head inside

you thinking?” I ask eagerly, moving my chair closer to my

see each other in the dim light of the

Cora sighs, looking

said that you could help me figure

up at me now, her mouth twisted to the side as

think I’m

open my mouth to deny that, but she puts up

like, do I need to be healed? With your powers? So that I

access the gift?”

curious and sitting up straight.

the desert to get the gift from mom

do something to get

ceremony like that.”

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

her hands. And

wolf raises her nose to the gift as

I smile as I sense her. Such a pretty

brown, from the lightest

places that she’s

come up with nothing.

hands and

as far as

sinking back in the chair and gnawing at

to the next option. “Um,”

could try healing you?”

I ask, my

the gifts were linked. Maybe I can…heal a

me to like, access my

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

realizing that I’ve been meaning to heal

could fix this up in

takes my hand in hers, closing her eyes and

meditative state I use when I access my gift. I do

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

heal it myself.

a little when

the cut is. I see Cora push

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