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

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

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

coming up roses.

with my own contented sigh, leaning back

figure it

says, putting her chin in her hand and

bit, “if my gift had been healing too. Considering

a mock haughtiness, grinning at

everyone can be as gentle, and loving, and restorative as

in my personality -”

a little false glare, and I laugh, Sinclair nods

then Cora cocks

something.

up straight and looks around. “Actually,” she

I had a minute out here

and start to stand up

a little. “Why?” he

mom said,” Cora says, turning to him, “about Ella…being

sister time, to see if we

twists his mouth a little and I laugh a little when I see that he

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

single moment right now not

a little shove, he sighs and stands

Sinclair says, wrapping

arms so that

“I’ll teach you how to change a

I laugh as the men help Henry onto the platform

head inside the

you thinking?” I ask eagerly,

better see each other

looking down at her

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

looks up at me now, her mouth twisted to the side as she tries

“Do you think I’m like

immediately open my mouth to deny that, but she

I mean like, do I need to be healed?

access the gift?”

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

get the

like, do something to get it going. Some

ceremony like that.”

a try,” she says, shrugging.” Do you

her hands. And then,

body. Her wolf raises her nose to

I smile as I sense her.

from the

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

come up with nothing.

sigh, dropping her hands

as far as

she says, likewise sinking back in the

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

could try healing you?”

ask, my face twisting with

were linked. Maybe I can…heal

that will allow me

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

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

just got distracted. ” My gift could fix this up in a cinch can you

my hand in hers, closing her eyes and pushing herself

the meditative state I use when I

very still and, importantly, not to fall into

heal it myself.

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

is. I see Cora

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