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?”

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

She frowns a little in frustration, even though

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

coming up roses.

Cora,” I say with my own contented

“We’ll figure it

her chin in

had been healing

a mock haughtiness,

can be as gentle, and loving, and restorative as

in my personality -”

a little false glare, and I laugh, Sinclair nods as if

cocks her

something.

she sits up straight and looks

mind if Ella and I had a minute out here

start to stand up

a little. “Why?” he

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

A little sister time, to see if we

his mouth a little and I laugh a little when

because I know he doesn’t want

single moment right

a little shove, he sighs and stands

papa,” Sinclair says, wrapping an

so that Cora

how to change

Cora and I laugh as the men help

head inside the

ask eagerly, moving my chair closer

can better see each other in the dim light of

said,” Cora sighs, looking down at her

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

her mouth twisted to

it. “Do you think I’m like broken,

my mouth to deny that, but she puts up a

to be

access the gift?”

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

into the desert to get the

we need to like, do something to get it

ceremony like that.”

a try,” she says, shrugging.” Do you want to…give

I say, reaching for her hands. And then, quite quickly, I run

Her wolf raises her nose

smile as I sense

thousand shades of brown, from the lightest tawny to nearly

seeking any places that she’s hurt or tied

come up with nothing.

dropping her hands and sinking back

as far as

says, likewise sinking back in the chair

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

could try healing you?”

ask, my face twisting with

gifts were linked. Maybe I

allow me to like, access my full

hand out to her. “I cut my finger this

realizing that

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

hers, closing

when I access my gift. I do my

very still and, importantly, not to

heal it myself.

little when

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

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