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?”

little. “I can’t even figure

little in

to wipe out her joy today. Everything

coming up roses.

with my own contented sigh,

“We’ll figure it

would be convenient,” she says, putting her chin

gift had been healing too.

mock haughtiness,

can be as gentle, and loving, and restorative as me, Cora

in my personality -”

false glare,

But then Cora cocks her head

something.

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

and I had a

Sinclair immediately agree and start to stand up but

a little. “Why?”

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

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

a little and I laugh a

because I know

moment right now

gives him a little shove, he sighs and stands

papa,” Sinclair says, wrapping an

arms so that Cora and I can concentrate

you how to change a

laugh as the men help Henry

then head inside

what are you thinking?” I ask eagerly, moving my chair closer to my

see each other in the dim light of the

sighs, looking down at her

it through as she goes. “She said

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

“Do you think I’m like broken, or

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

to be healed?

access the gift?”

I say, curious and sitting up straight. “I

get the gift

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

ceremony like that.”

try,” she says, shrugging.” Do

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

Her wolf raises her

little nudge, and I smile as I sense her. Such a pretty

shades of brown, from the

scan Cora, seeking any places that she’s hurt

come up with nothing.

sigh, dropping her hands and sinking

as my

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

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

could try healing you?”

ask, my face twisting

all the gifts were linked. Maybe I can…heal

that will allow me to like,

out to her. “I cut my finger this morning on

say with a sigh, realizing that

distracted. ” My gift could fix

hers, closing her eyes

meditative state I use when I

to fall into that same meditative state

heal it myself.

minutes, I gasp a little when I do feel a

see Cora push and

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