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 out what mine is,

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

today. Everything for her – for all of us

coming up roses.

I say with my own contented

“We’ll figure

convenient,” she says, putting her chin in

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

haughtiness, grinning at her, “that would

everyone can be as gentle, and loving, and

in my personality -”

as she gives me a little false glare, and

point. But then Cora cocks her head to the

something.

she sits up straight and looks around. “Actually,” she says

if Ella and I had a minute out here

agree and start

little. “Why?”

mom said,” Cora says, turning to him, “about

little sister time,

laugh a little when I see

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

a single moment right now not

But still, when she gives him a little shove, he sighs

new papa,” Sinclair says, wrapping an arm around

from my arms so that Cora and I can concentrate on

teach you how to change

groans but Cora and I laugh as the men

then head

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

see each other in the dim light

mom said,” Cora sighs, looking

as she goes. “She said that you could help

now, her mouth twisted to the side

think I’m

that, but she puts up a

I mean like, do I need to be healed? With your powers? So

access the gift?”

up straight. “I mean,

to go out into the desert to get the

do something to

ceremony like that.”

a try,” she says, shrugging.” Do you

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

Her wolf raises her nose to

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

thousand shades of brown, from

seeking any places

come up with nothing.

dropping her hands

far as my

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

the next option. “Um,” she says, “do

could try healing you?”

ask, my face

were linked. Maybe

allow me to like, access my

hand out to her. “I cut my finger this

cap, T say with a sigh, realizing that I’ve been meaning

could fix this up

takes my hand in hers,

state I use when I access my gift. I

not to fall into

heal it myself.

gasp a little when I do feel a very

where the cut is. I see Cora push and concentrate,

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