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

a little in frustration, even

joy today. Everything for her – for all

coming up roses.

I say with my

figure

convenient,” she says, putting her chin in

my gift had been healing too. Considering that

a mock haughtiness, grinning at her,

as gentle, and loving, and restorative

in my personality -”

she gives me a little false glare, and I laugh,

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

something.

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

mind if Ella and I

and start to

a little. “Why?” he

said,” Cora says, turning

Do you mind? A little sister time, to see if we

I laugh a little when I see that

I forgive him, because I

right now not with everything

gives him a little shove, he sighs

papa,” Sinclair says, wrapping

from my arms so that

“I’ll teach you how to change

and I laugh as the men

then head inside

I ask eagerly, moving my chair closer to

that we can better see each other in the dim light of

sighs, looking down at her hands

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

at me now, her mouth twisted to the side as she tries

you think I’m like

mouth to deny that, but she puts up a

need to be healed? With your

access the gift?”

I say, curious and sitting up straight. “I mean,

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

like, do something

ceremony like that.”

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

for her hands. And

wolf raises her nose to the gift as it passes

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

a thousand shades of brown, from

places that she’s hurt or tied up

come up with nothing.

her hands and sinking back

fine, as far as my gift can

in the chair and gnawing at her

moves on to the next option. “Um,” she says, “do you

could try healing you?”

ask, my face

were

doing that will allow me to like, access my

to her. “I cut my finger this

realizing that I’ve been meaning to heal it all

could fix this up

my hand in hers, closing her eyes and pushing

meditative state I use when I access my gift.

to fall into

heal it myself.

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

where the cut is. I see Cora

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