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?”

sighing a little. “I can’t even figure out

a little in

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

coming up roses.

say with my own contented sigh,

figure

convenient,” she says, putting her

bit, “if my gift had been healing too.

mock haughtiness, grinning at her, “that would

and loving,

in my personality -”

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

Cora cocks

something.

straight and looks around. “Actually,” she says

mind if Ella and I had a minute

immediately agree and start to stand up

a little.

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

A little sister time, to see if we

a little and I laugh a little when

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

a single moment right now not with

when she gives him a little shove,

on, new papa,” Sinclair says, wrapping an arm around

so that Cora and I

“I’ll teach you how to change

Cora and I laugh as the men help Henry onto the platform

head inside

you thinking?” I ask eagerly, moving my chair

better see each other in the dim

mom said,” Cora sighs, looking down at her

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

me now, her mouth twisted to

you think I’m like broken, or

open my mouth to deny that, but she puts up

I mean like, do I need to be healed? With your powers? So that I

access the gift?”

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

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

something to get it going. Some

ceremony like that.”

shrugging.” Do you want to…give

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

over her body. Her wolf raises her nose

little nudge, and I smile as I sense

thousand shades of brown, from the lightest tawny to

places that

come up with nothing.

her hands and sinking back onto

as far as my gift

sinking back in the chair and

to the next option. “Um,” she says,

could try healing you?”

ask, my

were

will allow me to

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

T say with a sigh, realizing that I’ve

My gift could fix this up in a cinch can

hers,

state I use when I access

to fall into that

heal it myself.

gasp a little when I do feel a very slight tingling

cut is. I see

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