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?”

little. “I can’t even figure out what mine is,

little in

out her joy today. Everything for her – for all of us –

coming up roses.

with my own contented

figure

says, putting her chin in her hand and

been healing too. Considering that I’m a

I say with a mock haughtiness, grinning at

everyone can be as gentle, and

in my personality -”

a little false glare, and I laugh, Sinclair

point. But then Cora cocks her head

something.

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

I had a

agree and start to stand up but

little.

said,” Cora says, turning to him, “about Ella…being able

Do you mind? A little sister time,

laugh a

because I know

moment right now not

gives him a

new papa,” Sinclair says, wrapping an arm around

Rafe from my arms so that Cora

you how to

as the men help Henry onto the platform

head inside

you thinking?” I ask eagerly, moving my chair closer to

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

looking down at

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

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

you think I’m like

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

need to be healed? With your powers? So that I

access the gift?”

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

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

to like, do something

ceremony like that.”

a try,” she says, shrugging.” Do you want

for her hands. And

and over her body. Her wolf raises her

nudge, and I smile as

a thousand shades of brown, from

scan Cora, seeking any places

come up with nothing.

her hands and sinking back onto the chair.

as my gift

the chair and

to the next option. “Um,”

could try healing you?”

ask, my face twisting

said all the gifts were linked. Maybe I can…heal a little?

me to like,

hold my hand out to her. “I cut my finger this morning on

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

got distracted. ” My gift could fix

shrugs and takes my hand in hers, closing her eyes and pushing herself

when I access my gift. I

not to fall into that same meditative

heal it myself.

gasp a little when I do

the cut is. I see Cora push and concentrate,

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