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?”

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

a little in frustration,

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

coming up roses.

all right Cora,” I say with my own contented

“We’ll figure it

her chin in her hand and scowling

gift had been healing too.

mock haughtiness, grinning at her, “that

everyone can be as gentle, and loving, and restorative as

in my personality -”

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

point. But then Cora cocks

something.

she sits up straight and looks around. “Actually,” she says

Ella and I had a minute

immediately agree and start

little. “Why?”

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

mind? A little sister time, to see

laugh a little when I see

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

a single moment right

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

Sinclair says, wrapping an arm around Roger’s

arms so that Cora

teach you how to change a

Cora and I laugh as

then head inside the

are you thinking?” I ask eagerly, moving my

see each other in the

sighs, looking down at her hands

she goes. “She said that you could

her mouth twisted to

“Do you think I’m like broken,

but she puts up

need to be healed? With your powers?

access the gift?”

straight. “I mean, that would make sense –

go out into the desert to get the gift from mom

do something to get it going. Some sort

ceremony like that.”

says, shrugging.” Do you want to…give it

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

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

and I smile as I sense

shades of brown, from

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

come up with nothing.

sigh, dropping her hands and

far as

in the chair and gnawing at her

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

could try healing you?”

I ask, my face twisting with

said all the gifts were

doing that will allow me to

I hold my hand out to her. “I cut my

sigh, realizing that

My gift could fix this up in a

takes my hand in hers, closing her eyes

the meditative state I use when I access my

still and, importantly, not to fall into that same

heal it myself.

gasp a little when I do

where the cut is. I see Cora push and concentrate, but

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