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

little in frustration, even though we’re all

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

coming up roses.

I say with my own contented sigh,

figure it

would be convenient,” she says, putting her chin in her hand and scowling

my gift had been

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

can be as gentle, and loving, and

in my personality -”

me a little false glare,

cocks

something.

straight and looks around. “Actually,”

and I had a minute out here

and start to stand

a little.

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

Do you mind? A little sister time,

I laugh a little when I see that he

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

right now not

still, when she gives him a little shove, he sighs and stands

Sinclair says, wrapping an

so that Cora and I

teach you how to change a

Cora and I laugh as the men help

then head inside

you thinking?” I ask eagerly, moving my

can better see each other in the

mom said,” Cora sighs, looking down at her

she goes. “She said

twisted to

think I’m like broken,

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

need to be healed? With

access the gift?”

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

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

we need to like, do something to get it

ceremony like that.”

try,” she says, shrugging.” Do

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

over her body. Her wolf raises her nose to the gift as it passes

little nudge, and I smile as I

brown, from the

scan Cora, seeking any places that

come up with nothing.

dropping her hands and sinking

fine, as far as my gift

sinking back in the chair and gnawing

the next option. “Um,” she says,

could try healing you?”

my

mom also said all the gifts were linked. Maybe

me to

my hand out to

that I’ve been meaning to heal it

just got distracted. ” My gift could fix this up in a cinch

takes my hand in hers, closing

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

and, importantly, not to

heal it myself.

I gasp a little when I do feel a very

is. I see Cora push and

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