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?”

sighing a little. “I can’t

She frowns a little in

going to wipe out her joy today. Everything for

coming up roses.

Cora,” I say with my own contented sigh,

“We’ll figure it

putting her

my gift had been healing too. Considering

with a mock haughtiness, grinning at her,

and loving, and restorative as me, Cora –

in my personality -”

little false glare, and I laugh,

then Cora cocks her head

something.

straight and looks around. “Actually,”

and I had a minute out

Sinclair immediately agree and start to stand up but

a little.

said,” Cora says, turning

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

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

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

her for a single moment right now not with everything they’ve

when she gives him a little shove, he sighs and

on, new papa,” Sinclair says, wrapping an arm

my arms so that Cora and I can

you how to change

and I laugh as the men help Henry onto

head inside

I ask eagerly, moving my

that we can better see each other in the

sighs, looking down at her hands and

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

me now, her mouth twisted to

it. “Do you think I’m like broken, or

deny that, but she puts up a

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

access the gift?”

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

to get the gift from mom – or at

need to like, do something to get it going.

ceremony like that.”

says, shrugging.” Do you want to…give

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

raises her nose to the gift as it passes

I smile as

shades of brown, from

any places that she’s hurt

come up with nothing.

hands and sinking back onto the

as far as my gift

the chair and gnawing at her

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

could try healing you?”

I ask, my face twisting with

said all the gifts were

doing that will allow me

hold my hand out to her.

that I’ve

gift could fix this up in

hand in hers, closing her

into the meditative state I use when I access my gift. I do my very best

to fall into

heal it myself.

few minutes, I gasp a little when I do feel

see Cora push and

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