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

in

to wipe out her joy today. Everything for her –

coming up roses.

all right Cora,” I say with my own contented sigh, leaning

“We’ll figure it

she says, putting her chin in her hand

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

mock haughtiness,

gentle, and loving,

in my personality -”

false

fair point. But then Cora cocks her

something.

up straight and looks around. “Actually,” she

if Ella and I had a minute

and start to stand up but

a little.

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

A little sister time, to

laugh a little when I see that

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

moment right now not with

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

Sinclair says, wrapping an arm around

arms so that Cora and I can concentrate

you how to

and I laugh as the men

head inside the

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

other

sighs, looking down at her hands

said that you could help me figure it

me now, her mouth twisted to the side

“Do you think I’m like broken, or

but she puts up

need to be healed? With your powers? So that

access the gift?”

straight. “I mean, that would make

out into the desert to get the gift from mom –

something to

ceremony like that.”

she says, shrugging.” Do

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

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

as I sense her. Such a pretty wolf

thousand shades of brown, from the lightest tawny to nearly

as I scan Cora, seeking any places that

come up with nothing.

hands and sinking back onto the chair.

as far as my

the chair

her as she moves on to the next option. “Um,” she says, “do you

could try healing you?”

my face twisting

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

will allow me to like,

hold my hand out to her. “I

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

could fix this up in a cinch can

takes my hand in hers, closing her eyes and pushing

the meditative state I use when I access my gift. I do my very best

and, importantly, not to fall into

heal it myself.

a little when I do feel a

where the cut is. I see Cora

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