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?”

replies, sighing a little. “I can’t even figure out what mine is,

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

to wipe out her joy today. Everything

coming up roses.

all right Cora,” I say with my own

figure

says, putting her

had been healing too. Considering

say with a mock haughtiness,

not everyone can be as gentle, and loving, and

in my personality -”

a little false glare, and I laugh, Sinclair nods

point. But then Cora cocks her head

something.

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

you mind if Ella and I

and Sinclair immediately agree and start to stand up but

little. “Why?” he

says, turning to

sister time,

little and I laugh a little when I

bit – but I forgive him, because

her for a single moment right now not with

But still, when she gives him a little

papa,” Sinclair says, wrapping an

taking Rafe from my arms so that Cora and I can concentrate

teach you how to change

I laugh as the men help Henry onto the platform

head

ask eagerly, moving my chair closer to

see each other

looking down at

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

her mouth twisted to the side as she

you think I’m like broken, or

deny that, but she puts up

like, do I need to be healed?

access the gift?”

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

go out into the desert to get the gift from mom –

something to get it

ceremony like that.”

she says, shrugging.” Do you want

say, reaching for her hands. And then, quite

her nose to the gift

little nudge, and I smile as I sense her. Such a

a thousand shades of brown, from the

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

come up with nothing.

I sigh, dropping her hands and sinking back onto the chair.

as my gift

sinking back in the chair and gnawing

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

could try healing you?”

ask, my face

all the gifts were linked. Maybe I

will allow me to like, access

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

sigh, realizing that I’ve been meaning

” My gift could fix this up in

takes my hand in hers, closing her eyes and pushing herself

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

importantly, not to fall into that

heal it myself.

gasp a little when

is. I see Cora

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