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 her – for all

coming up roses.

all right Cora,” I say with my own contented sigh, leaning back

figure

be convenient,” she says, putting her chin in

my gift had been

I say with a mock haughtiness, grinning at her, “that would

gentle, and

in my personality -”

little false glare, and I laugh, Sinclair nods as if

Cora cocks her head to the

something.

straight and looks around. “Actually,” she says

if Ella and I had a minute out

Sinclair immediately agree and start to stand up

little. “Why?” he

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

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

right now not

still, when she gives him a little shove,

says, wrapping an arm around

from my arms so that Cora and

teach you how to

and I laugh as the men help Henry onto the

then head

thinking?” I ask eagerly, moving my

see each other in

Cora sighs, looking down at

said

twisted to the side as she

you think

deny that, but she puts up a hand to stop

need to be healed? With your powers?

access the gift?”

straight. “I mean,

desert to get the gift from mom – or

need to like, do something to

ceremony like that.”

she says, shrugging.” Do you want

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

her

nudge, and I smile as I sense her.

from the

seeking any places that she’s hurt

come up with nothing.

hands

as far as my gift can

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

next option. “Um,” she says, “do you

could try healing you?”

ask, my

all the gifts were linked. Maybe I can…heal a little?

that will allow me

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

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

got distracted. ” My gift could fix this up in a

hand in hers, closing

when I

importantly, not to

heal it myself.

minutes, I gasp a little when I

cut is. I see Cora push and concentrate,

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