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?”

can’t even figure out what mine is, let

in frustration, even though we’re all

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

coming up roses.

say with my own contented sigh,

“We’ll figure it

putting her chin in her

been

with a mock haughtiness, grinning at her, “that

gentle, and loving, and

in my personality -”

even as she gives me a little false glare, and I laugh, Sinclair

Cora cocks her

something.

straight and looks around. “Actually,” she says

Ella and I had a minute out here

start

a little.

mom said,” Cora says, turning to him,

little sister time, to see if we

I laugh a little when I

bit – but I forgive him, because I

for a single moment right now not with

But still, when she gives him a little

says, wrapping an

taking Rafe from my arms so that Cora and I can

teach you how

I laugh as the men help

head

thinking?” I ask eagerly, moving my

we can better see each other in the dim

sighs, looking down at

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

at me now, her mouth twisted to

it. “Do you think I’m like broken, or

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

be

access the gift?”

sitting up straight. “I mean,

go out into the desert to get the gift from mom – or at least to access

need to like, do something to get it going. Some sort

ceremony like that.”

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

her hands. And then, quite

raises her nose to the gift as it passes

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

shades of brown, from

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

come up with nothing.

her hands and sinking back onto the chair.

as far as

back in the chair and gnawing at her

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

could try healing you?”

my face twisting with

were

allow me to like, access

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

realizing that I’ve been meaning to heal it all

” My gift could fix this up in a cinch can you do

shrugs and takes my hand in hers, closing her

I use when I access my

still and, importantly, not to fall

heal it myself.

a little when

the cut is. I see Cora push and concentrate, but then,

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