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

a little in frustration, even

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

coming up roses.

Cora,” I say with my own contented sigh, leaning back in

“We’ll figure it

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

a bit, “if my gift had been

mock haughtiness, grinning

and loving, and restorative as

in my personality -”

false glare, and I laugh,

then Cora cocks her head to the

something.

up straight and looks around. “Actually,” she

Ella and I had a

start to stand up but

a little. “Why?”

says, turning to him, “about Ella…being able

mind? A little sister time, to see if we can sort through

laugh

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

moment right now not with everything they’ve

gives him a little shove,

Sinclair says, wrapping an

my arms so that Cora and I can concentrate on

“I’ll teach you how

but Cora and I laugh as the

then head inside the

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

we can better see each other in the dim light of

mom said,” Cora sighs, looking

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

mouth twisted to the side as she tries

it. “Do you think I’m like broken, or

immediately open my mouth to deny that, but she

do I need to be

access the gift?”

and sitting up straight. “I mean, that

out into the desert to get the gift from mom –

do something to get it

ceremony like that.”

Do you want to…give it

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

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

nudge, and I smile as

a thousand shades of brown, from the lightest

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

come up with nothing.

her hands and sinking back onto the chair.

far as

sinking back in the chair and gnawing at her lip.

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

could try healing you?”

I ask, my face

all the gifts were linked. Maybe I

allow me to

say, and I hold my hand out to her. “I cut my finger this morning

that I’ve been

fix this up

takes my hand in hers, closing her

meditative state I use when I access

still and, importantly, not to

heal it myself.

few minutes, I gasp a little when I do feel a very slight tingling at

I see Cora push

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