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?”

can’t even

She frowns a little in frustration, even

today. Everything for her – for all

coming up roses.

all right Cora,” I say with my own

“We’ll figure

putting her chin in her hand and scowling

bit, “if my gift had been healing

haughtiness, grinning at her, “that

gentle, and loving, and restorative as me, Cora –

in my personality -”

gives me a little false

point. But then Cora cocks her head to the

something.

straight and looks around. “Actually,” she says to the

I had a minute out here

start to stand up but

little. “Why?”

mom said,” Cora says, turning to him,

little sister time, to see if we

and I laugh a little when I see that he

because I know he doesn’t want

single moment right now not with everything they’ve

a little shove, he sighs

new papa,” Sinclair says, wrapping an arm

so that Cora

teach you how

laugh as

head inside

what are you thinking?” I ask eagerly,

see each other in the

said,” Cora sighs, looking down

goes. “She said that

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

“Do you think I’m like

deny that, but she puts up a hand

I need to be healed? With your

access the gift?”

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

the desert to get the gift from mom

we need to like, do something to get it going. Some

ceremony like that.”

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

hands. And then,

body. Her wolf raises her nose to the gift

as I sense her. Such

brown, from the

Cora, seeking any places that she’s

come up with nothing.

her hands and sinking back onto

as far as my gift

in the chair and

next option. “Um,” she says, “do

could try healing you?”

my face

the gifts were linked. Maybe I can…heal

that will allow me to like, access my

I say, and I hold my hand out to

that I’ve been meaning

got distracted. ” My gift could fix this up

in hers, closing her

I access my

still and, importantly, not to fall into that

heal it myself.

little when I do feel a

cut is. I see Cora push and

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