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?”

“I can’t even figure out what mine is, let

She frowns a little in

going to wipe out her joy today. Everything for her

coming up roses.

I say with my own contented

“We’ll figure it

convenient,” she says, putting her chin in her hand and scowling

“if my gift had been healing too. Considering that I’m

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

and

in my personality -”

little false glare, and I laugh,

Cora cocks her head

something.

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

and I had a

and start to stand up

a little.

turning to him, “about Ella…being able

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

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

but I forgive him, because I know he doesn’t

single moment right now not with everything they’ve

she gives him a little shove, he

says, wrapping an arm around

from my arms so that Cora

teach you how

but Cora and I laugh as the men help

then head

ask eagerly, moving my chair

see each other in the dim

sighs, looking down at her hands and

it through as she goes. “She said

now, her mouth twisted to the side as she tries

you think I’m like broken,

my mouth to deny that, but she puts up

like, do I need to be healed? With

access the gift?”

and sitting up straight. “I mean, that would

to go out into the desert to get the gift from

do something to get it going. Some sort

ceremony like that.”

try,” she says, shrugging.” Do you want to…give it a

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

her

as I sense

of brown, from the lightest

seeking any places that she’s hurt or

come up with nothing.

dropping her hands and sinking

far as my gift

back in the chair

the next option. “Um,” she says,

could try healing you?”

I ask, my

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

allow me to like, access my

my hand out to her. “I cut my finger this

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

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

hers, closing her eyes and

I use when I access my gift. I do my

very still and, importantly, not to fall into that

heal it myself.

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

the cut is. I see Cora push and concentrate,

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