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

frowns a little in frustration,

wipe out her joy today. Everything for her – for all

coming up roses.

Cora,” I say with my own contented sigh, leaning

“We’ll figure it

says, putting her

a bit, “if my gift had been healing

haughtiness, grinning at

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

in my personality -”

me a little false glare,

cocks her head to

something.

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

if Ella and I

and Sinclair immediately agree and start to stand

a little.

mom said,” Cora says, turning

sister time, to see if we

his mouth a little and I laugh a little when

a bit – but I forgive him, because

for a single moment right now not with

a little shove, he sighs

Sinclair says,

Rafe from my arms so that Cora and I

teach you how

and I laugh as the men help Henry onto

head inside the

ask eagerly, moving my

each other in the dim

Cora sighs, looking

“She said that you could help me figure

twisted to the side as she

“Do you think I’m like broken,

mouth to deny that, but she puts up a hand to

I need to be healed? With your powers? So that

access the gift?”

sitting up straight. “I mean, that would make

desert to get the gift from

like, do something to get

ceremony like that.”

says, shrugging.” Do you

I say, reaching for her hands. And then,

body. Her wolf raises her nose to the gift as it

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

of brown, from the lightest tawny to nearly

I scan Cora, seeking any places that

come up with nothing.

hands and sinking back

fine, as far as

back in the

next option.

could try healing you?”

ask, my

gifts were linked. Maybe I

doing that will allow me to like,

to her. “I cut my finger this morning on

sigh, realizing that I’ve been meaning

just got distracted. ” My gift could fix this up

takes my hand in hers, closing her eyes and

meditative state I use when I access my gift.

still and, importantly, not to fall into that

heal it myself.

a few minutes, I gasp a little when I

the cut is. I see Cora push

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