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 out what

baby.” She frowns a little in frustration, even

her joy today. Everything for her

coming up roses.

Cora,” I say with my own

“We’ll figure it

would be convenient,” she says, putting her

“if my gift had been healing too. Considering that

a mock haughtiness, grinning at her, “that

can be as gentle, and

in my personality -”

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

fair point. But then Cora cocks

something.

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

I had a minute out here

immediately agree and start

little.

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

you mind? A little sister time, to

mouth a little and I laugh a little when I see

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

a single moment right now not with

him a little shove, he sighs and stands

new papa,” Sinclair says, wrapping

from my arms so that

how to change a

laugh as the men help

then head inside

are you thinking?” I ask eagerly, moving

each other in the dim light of

Cora sighs, looking down at her hands and

it through as she goes. “She said that you

her mouth twisted to the

“Do you think I’m like broken,

deny that, but she puts up a

to be healed? With your powers?

access the gift?”

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

to go out into the desert to get the gift from

we need to like, do something to get it going. Some

ceremony like that.”

says, shrugging.” Do you want

reaching for her hands. And then, quite

raises her

I smile as

from the

any places that she’s hurt

come up with nothing.

I sigh, dropping her hands

as far as my gift

sinking back in the chair and gnawing at

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

could try healing you?”

my face twisting

said all the gifts were linked. Maybe I

me to like, access my full

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

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

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

hers, closing her eyes and pushing herself

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

importantly, not to fall into

heal it myself.

when

the cut is. I see Cora push

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