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?”

a little. “I can’t even figure out

frowns a little in frustration, even

wipe out her joy today. Everything for her

coming up roses.

all right Cora,” I say with my own contented sigh, leaning back

“We’ll figure

her

a bit, “if my gift had been healing too. Considering that I’m

say with a mock haughtiness, grinning

can be as gentle, and loving, and restorative as me, Cora

in my personality -”

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

cocks her head to the

something.

looks around. “Actually,” she

Ella and I

agree and start to stand up but Roger

a little.

turning to

time, to see

mouth a little and I laugh a little when I see that he does

forgive him, because I know he doesn’t want

a single moment right now not with everything

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

says, wrapping an arm around

arms so that Cora and I

teach you how to change

laugh as the

head

thinking?” I ask eagerly, moving

that we can better see each other in the dim

sighs, looking down at her hands

“She said

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

you think

my mouth to deny that, but she puts up

to be healed? With your powers? So

access the gift?”

and sitting up straight. “I

to go out into the desert to get the

like, do something to

ceremony like that.”

says, shrugging.” Do you

And

and over her body. Her wolf raises her nose

as I sense her. Such a pretty wolf

from the lightest tawny to

I scan Cora, seeking any places that she’s

come up with nothing.

dropping her hands and sinking back onto the chair.

as my gift

says, likewise sinking back in the chair and gnawing at her

next option. “Um,” she

could try healing you?”

I ask, my face twisting with

mom also said all the gifts were

will allow me to like, access my

to her. “I cut my finger this

sigh, realizing that I’ve been meaning to heal it

My gift could fix this up

my hand in hers, closing her

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

not to

heal it myself.

when I do feel a very slight

where the cut is. I see Cora

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