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?”

“I can’t even figure out what mine

baby.” She frowns a little in frustration, even

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

coming up roses.

I say with my own contented

“We’ll figure

putting her

“if my gift had been healing too.

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

gentle, and loving, and restorative as me, Cora

in my personality -”

me a little false glare, and I laugh,

Cora cocks her

something.

sits up straight and looks around. “Actually,”

and I had a minute

Sinclair immediately agree and start to

a little.

says, turning to him, “about Ella…being

you mind? A little sister time, to see

I laugh

but I forgive him, because

right

him a little shove, he sighs and

papa,” Sinclair says, wrapping an arm

that

teach you how to change

but Cora and I laugh as the men help Henry onto the

head inside

I ask eagerly, moving my chair closer to

better see each other in the dim light

said,” Cora sighs, looking down at her hands

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

mouth twisted to

think I’m like broken, or

but she puts

I mean like, do I need to be healed? With your powers? So that I

access the gift?”

straight. “I

the desert to get the gift from mom – or at

we need to like, do something

ceremony like that.”

says, shrugging.” Do you want to…give it a

say, reaching for her hands. And then, quite quickly, I run my

over her body. Her wolf raises her

as I sense her. Such a

a thousand shades of brown, from the lightest tawny to nearly

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

come up with nothing.

Cora,” I sigh, dropping her hands and sinking back onto the

as my gift can

says, likewise sinking back in the chair

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

could try healing you?”

I ask, my face twisting

all the gifts were linked. Maybe I can…heal a little?

doing that will allow me to like, access my full

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

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

just got distracted. ” My gift could fix this up

and takes my hand in hers, closing

I

to fall into that same meditative

heal it myself.

minutes, I gasp a little when

cut is. I see

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