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?”

a little. “I can’t even figure

frowns a little in frustration, even

out her joy today. Everything for her –

coming up roses.

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

figure it

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

had been

haughtiness, grinning at her,

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

in my personality -”

as she gives me a little false glare, and I laugh, Sinclair nods

point. But then Cora cocks her head to the side,

something.

she sits up straight and looks around.

I had a minute out

and start to stand

a little. “Why?” he

says, turning to him, “about Ella…being able

sister time, to see if we

I laugh a little when I see

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

her for a single moment right

gives him a little shove, he sighs and stands

papa,” Sinclair says, wrapping

arms so that Cora and I can concentrate on

how to

laugh as the men help Henry onto the

then head inside the

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

better see each other in the dim

Cora sighs, looking down

she goes. “She said that you

mouth twisted to the side

you think

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

need to be healed? With your powers? So

access the gift?”

straight. “I mean, that would make

the gift from

need to like, do something

ceremony like that.”

a try,” she says, shrugging.” Do

her hands. And then,

raises her nose to the gift

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

a thousand shades of brown, from the lightest tawny to nearly

seeking any places that she’s hurt

come up with nothing.

hands and sinking back onto

as far as my gift can

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

her as she moves on to the next option. “Um,”

could try healing you?”

my face twisting with

gifts were linked. Maybe

will allow me to like, access my

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

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

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

shrugs and takes my hand in hers, closing

into the meditative state I use when I access my gift. I do my very best

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

heal it myself.

when I do feel a very slight tingling at

the cut is. I see Cora push and concentrate, but then,

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