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 even figure out what mine is,

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

her joy today. Everything for her – for all

coming up roses.

I say with my own

figure

she says, putting her chin

“if my gift had been healing too.

I say with a mock haughtiness, grinning at her, “that would

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

in my personality -”

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

But then Cora cocks her head

something.

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

Ella and I

agree and start to stand

little. “Why?” he

Cora says, turning

time, to see

a little and I laugh a

a bit – but I forgive him, because I know he doesn’t

a single moment right now not with everything they’ve

she gives him a little shove,

papa,” Sinclair says, wrapping an arm around Roger’s

taking Rafe from my arms so that Cora and I

how to change a

groans but Cora and I laugh as the

then head

ask eagerly, moving

see each other in the dim light of

Cora sighs, looking down at her hands

through as she goes. “She said

up at me now, her mouth twisted

it. “Do you think I’m like

mouth to deny that, but she puts up a hand

need to be healed?

access the gift?”

say, curious and sitting up straight. “I

get the gift

something to get

ceremony like that.”

Do you want

And then,

her body. Her wolf raises her nose to the

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

shades of brown, from the lightest tawny to nearly

I scan Cora, seeking any places that

come up with nothing.

her hands and sinking

fine, as far as my gift

likewise sinking back in the chair

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

could try healing you?”

ask, my face twisting with

gifts were linked. Maybe

me to like,

out to her. “I

T say with a sigh, realizing that

My gift could fix this up in a cinch can

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

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

not to fall into that same meditative

heal it myself.

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

see Cora push and concentrate, but

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