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

a little in frustration, even though we’re

joy today. Everything for her – for all of

coming up roses.

I say with my own contented sigh, leaning

figure it

she says, putting her chin in her hand and scowling

a bit, “if my gift had been healing

I say with a mock haughtiness, grinning at her, “that

gentle, and loving, and restorative as

in my personality -”

me a little false glare, and I

then Cora cocks her

something.

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

and I

and start to stand up

little. “Why?” he

mom said,” Cora says, turning to

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

twists his mouth a little and I laugh a

but I forgive him, because I know he doesn’t

single moment right now not with everything

But still, when she gives him a

papa,” Sinclair says, wrapping an arm around

my arms so that Cora and I can concentrate

teach you how to change

but Cora and I laugh as the men help Henry onto

then head inside

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

other in the dim light of

Cora sighs, looking down at

she goes. “She said that

now, her mouth twisted to the

it. “Do you think I’m like broken, or

deny that, but she puts up a

to be healed? With

access the gift?”

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

out into the desert to get the gift from mom –

we need to like, do something to get it

ceremony like that.”

says, shrugging.” Do you want to…give

hands. And then, quite quickly, I

her body. Her wolf raises her nose

smile as I sense her. Such a pretty

shades of brown, from the lightest

places that she’s hurt

come up with nothing.

dropping her hands and sinking back onto

as my gift can

back in the chair and gnawing at her lip.

to the next option. “Um,” she

could try healing you?”

ask, my

mom also said all the gifts were linked. Maybe I can…heal

me to like,

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

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

could fix this up in a cinch can

takes my hand in hers, closing

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

not to fall into that same

heal it myself.

gasp a little when I do feel a very slight tingling at

the cut is. I see Cora

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