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?”

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

baby.” She frowns a little in frustration,

her joy today. Everything for her – for

coming up roses.

with my own contented sigh, leaning back

“We’ll figure

putting her chin in her hand and scowling

been healing too. Considering that

mock haughtiness, grinning at her,

everyone can be as gentle, and

in my personality -”

a little false glare, and

Cora cocks her head

something.

and looks around. “Actually,”

I had a minute out

and start to stand

a little. “Why?” he

said,” Cora says, turning to him,

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

mouth a little and I laugh a

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

single moment right now not

But still, when she gives him a little shove,

on, new papa,” Sinclair says, wrapping an arm around

that Cora

teach you how to change

Cora and I laugh as the men

head inside the

eagerly, moving my

that we can better see each other in

sighs, looking down at her

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

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

“Do you think I’m like broken, or

deny that, but she puts up a

do I need to be healed? With

access the gift?”

curious and sitting up straight. “I mean, that would

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

we need to like, do something

ceremony like that.”

she says, shrugging.” Do

her hands. And then, quite quickly, I run my

and over her body. Her wolf raises her

it a warm little nudge, and I smile as

thousand shades of brown, from the lightest

any places that she’s

come up with nothing.

hands and sinking back onto the chair.

fine, as far as

sinking back in the chair and gnawing at her

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

could try healing you?”

my face twisting with

said all the gifts were

doing that will allow me to like,

hand out to her. “I cut my finger

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

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

my hand in hers, closing her eyes and pushing

state I use when I access

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

heal it myself.

when I

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

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