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?”

replies, sighing a little. “I can’t even figure out what mine

in frustration, even though we’re

wipe out her joy today. Everything

coming up roses.

say with my own contented sigh, leaning back in

“We’ll figure it

she says, putting her chin in her

“if my gift had been healing too.

with a mock haughtiness, grinning at her, “that

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

in my personality -”

a little false glare, and I laugh,

cocks her head to the side, clearly

something.

straight and looks around. “Actually,” she says

you mind if Ella and I had a minute out

and Sinclair immediately agree and start to

little.

mom said,” Cora says, turning to

sister time, to see if we can sort through

mouth a little and I laugh a little

but I forgive him, because

right now not with everything

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

new papa,” Sinclair says, wrapping an arm around

so that Cora and I can concentrate

teach you how to change

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

then head inside the

ask eagerly, moving my chair closer to

see each other in the dim light of

sighs, looking

goes. “She said that you could help me

mouth twisted to

it. “Do you think I’m

immediately open my mouth to deny that, but she puts up a hand to stop

I mean like, do I need to be healed?

access the gift?”

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

to get the gift from mom – or at least to access

like, do something to get it going.

ceremony like that.”

says, shrugging.” Do you want

say, reaching for her hands. And then,

and over her body. Her wolf raises her nose to the

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

brown, from the lightest tawny

seeking any places that she’s

come up with nothing.

I sigh, dropping her hands and sinking back onto the chair.

as my gift can

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

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

could try healing you?”

I ask, my

also said all the gifts were linked. Maybe

doing that will allow me to like,

to her. “I cut my finger this morning on

say with a sigh, realizing that I’ve been meaning

fix this up in a cinch

hand in hers,

meditative state I use when I access my gift.

to fall into that same meditative state

heal it myself.

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

see Cora push and

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