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?”

replies, sighing a little. “I can’t even figure out what

in frustration, even though we’re

wipe out her joy today. Everything for her –

coming up roses.

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

figure

she says, putting her chin in

“if my gift had been healing too. Considering that

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

be as gentle, and loving, and restorative as

in my personality -”

false glare, and I laugh,

point. But then Cora cocks her

something.

and looks around. “Actually,” she

you mind if Ella and I

agree and start to stand up but Roger

a little. “Why?”

says, turning

Do you mind? A little sister time, to see

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

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

a single moment right now not with

gives him a little shove, he sighs and stands

says, wrapping

so that Cora and

“I’ll teach you how to change a

and I laugh as the

then head

ask eagerly, moving my chair closer to

that we can better see each other in

Cora sighs, looking

said that you could

now, her mouth twisted

think I’m like broken,

open my mouth to deny that, but she puts

need to be

access the gift?”

I say, curious and sitting up straight. “I

the desert to get the gift from mom – or at least

do something to get it going. Some

ceremony like that.”

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

her hands. And then,

over her body. Her wolf raises her nose

and I smile as I

thousand shades of brown, from the lightest tawny

Cora, seeking any places that she’s hurt

come up with nothing.

I sigh, dropping her hands and

as far as my

likewise sinking back in the chair and gnawing

next

could try healing you?”

I ask, my

gifts were linked. Maybe I can…heal

will allow me

my hand out to her. “I

sigh, realizing that I’ve been meaning

gift could fix this up in a cinch can

hand in hers, closing

use when I access my gift.

very still and, importantly, not to fall into that same meditative

heal it myself.

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

cut is. I see Cora push

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