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 what mine is,

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

today. Everything for her – for all of us –

coming up roses.

say with my own contented

“We’ll figure

she says, putting her

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

I say with a mock haughtiness, grinning at her,

not everyone can be as gentle, and loving,

in my personality -”

a little false glare, and

fair point. But then Cora cocks her head to the side,

something.

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

you mind if Ella and I had a minute out

start to stand up but Roger

a little. “Why?” he

says, turning to him,

you mind? A little sister time, to see if we

and I laugh a little when I see that

bit – but I forgive him, because I know he doesn’t want to be

her for a single moment right now

him a little shove, he sighs and stands

Sinclair says, wrapping an arm around

arms so that Cora and I

teach you how to change a

I laugh as

then head

I ask eagerly,

each other in the dim light of

said,” Cora sighs, looking down at her

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

her mouth twisted to the

you think I’m like broken, or

deny that, but she puts up a

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

access the gift?”

I say, curious and sitting up straight. “I mean,

the gift from mom – or at least

like, do something to get

ceremony like that.”

she says, shrugging.” Do

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

Her wolf raises her nose

and I smile as I

shades of brown, from

any places that she’s hurt or

come up with nothing.

dropping her hands and sinking

as far as my gift

says, likewise sinking back in the chair and gnawing at

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

could try healing you?”

ask, my face twisting with

also said all the gifts were linked. Maybe I can…heal

me to like,

hand out to her. “I cut

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

distracted. ” My gift could fix

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

when I access

not to fall into that same meditative state

heal it myself.

when I do feel a very slight

the cut is. I see Cora push

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