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 mine is, let

little in frustration, even though we’re

going to wipe out her joy today. Everything for her –

coming up roses.

say with my own

“We’ll figure it

she says, putting her chin in her hand

gift had been healing too. Considering that I’m a

mock haughtiness, grinning at her, “that would

be as gentle, and loving, and restorative as

in my personality -”

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

But then Cora cocks her head to

something.

up straight and looks around.

and I had a minute out here

and start to stand

a little. “Why?”

turning to him, “about Ella…being

you mind? A little sister time, to see

mouth a little and I laugh a little when I

forgive him, because I know he doesn’t want

for a single moment right

him a little shove, he sighs

says, wrapping an arm around Roger’s

from my arms so that

how to change a

Cora and I laugh as the men help Henry onto the

then head inside

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

each other in the dim light of the

looking down at her hands

it through as she goes. “She said that you could

twisted to the side as

“Do you think I’m like

that, but she puts up a hand

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

access the gift?”

up straight. “I mean, that would make sense

out into the desert to get the gift from mom – or at least to access

something to get it going. Some sort

ceremony like that.”

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

hands. And then,

Her wolf raises her

smile as I sense her. Such

of brown, from the lightest

seeking any places that she’s hurt or tied up

come up with nothing.

hands

far as my gift can

sinking back in the chair and gnawing at

moves on to the next

could try healing you?”

I ask, my face twisting with

all the gifts were linked. Maybe

that will allow me to

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

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

fix

hand in hers, closing her eyes and pushing herself

into the meditative state I use when I

to fall into that same meditative

heal it myself.

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

the cut is. I see Cora push

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