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 what mine

frowns a little in frustration,

wipe out her joy today. Everything for her

coming up roses.

with my own contented sigh,

“We’ll figure

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

a bit, “if my gift had been healing too. Considering that I’m

a mock haughtiness, grinning at her, “that would be

can be as gentle, and

in my personality -”

as she gives me a little false

cocks her head to the side,

something.

up straight and looks around. “Actually,” she

I had a

immediately agree and start to stand up but Roger

a little.

turning to him, “about Ella…being

time, to see if we can sort through

his mouth a little and I laugh

forgive him, because I know he doesn’t want to

a single moment right now

when she gives him a

papa,” Sinclair says, wrapping

so that Cora and

you how to change a

laugh as the

then head inside

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

that we can better see each other in

looking down at her hands and

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

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

it. “Do you think I’m like broken, or

that, but she

I need to be healed? With

access the gift?”

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

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

do something to get it

ceremony like that.”

shrugging.” Do

her hands. And then, quite quickly, I run

wolf raises her

a warm little nudge, and I smile as I sense

from the

I scan Cora, seeking any places that she’s hurt or tied up or

come up with nothing.

dropping her hands and

as my gift can

back in the chair and gnawing at her

the next option. “Um,”

could try healing you?”

my face twisting with

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

that will allow me to like, access my

out to her. “I cut my finger this

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

could fix this up in a cinch can you

takes my hand in hers, closing

when I access my gift. I do my

and, importantly, not to fall into that same

heal it myself.

a few minutes, I gasp a little when I do feel

the cut is. I see

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