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

baby.” She frowns a little in

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

coming up roses.

Cora,” I say with my own contented sigh,

“We’ll figure it

she says, putting her chin

a bit, “if my gift had been healing too.

say with a mock haughtiness, grinning

and loving, and restorative as me,

in my personality -”

a little false glare, and I

then Cora cocks

something.

looks around. “Actually,” she says to the

Ella and I

and start to

little.

turning to him, “about

sister time,

twists his mouth a little and I laugh a little

I forgive him, because I know he doesn’t want to be

a single moment right now not with everything they’ve

still, when she gives him a little shove, he sighs

papa,” Sinclair says, wrapping an

Rafe from my arms so that Cora

teach you how to

laugh as

head

I ask eagerly, moving my chair closer to

can better see each other in the dim light of the

looking down at her

“She said that you could help me figure

me now, her mouth twisted to

it. “Do you think I’m like broken, or

deny that, but

I need to be healed?

access the gift?”

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

into the desert to get the

need to like, do something to

ceremony like that.”

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

I say, reaching for her hands. And then,

Her wolf raises her nose to the gift

smile as I sense her. Such a pretty

a thousand shades of brown, from the lightest tawny to

Cora, seeking any places that she’s

come up with nothing.

Cora,” I sigh, dropping her hands

far as my

sinking back in the chair

she moves on to the next option.

could try healing you?”

ask, my

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

doing that will allow me

hand out to her. “I cut

with a sigh, realizing that I’ve

just got distracted. ” My gift could fix this up in a cinch

shrugs and takes my hand in hers, closing her eyes and

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

not to fall

heal it myself.

few minutes, I gasp a little when I do feel a

where the cut is. I see Cora

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