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?”

“I can’t even figure out what mine is, let

in frustration, even though we’re all aware

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

coming up roses.

with my own contented sigh, leaning

figure

says, putting her chin in her hand

bit, “if my gift had been healing

haughtiness, grinning

and loving,

in my personality -”

gives me a little false glare, and I

fair point. But then Cora cocks her head

something.

looks around. “Actually,” she says to

you mind if Ella and I had a minute

immediately agree and start to stand up but Roger

little. “Why?”

mom said,” Cora says, turning to

sister time,

twists his mouth a little and I laugh a little when I see

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

for a single moment right now

him a little

says, wrapping an arm around Roger’s

my arms so that

“I’ll teach you how to change a

I laugh as the men help

head inside

I ask eagerly, moving

can better see each other in the dim light of

said,” Cora sighs, looking down at her

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

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

it. “Do you think I’m

but she puts up a hand

mean like, do I need to be

access the gift?”

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

to get the gift from mom –

to like, do something to get it going. Some

ceremony like that.”

Do you want to…give it a

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

raises her nose to

as I sense her.

from the lightest tawny to

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

come up with nothing.

her hands and sinking

fine, as far as my gift

the chair and gnawing at her lip.

to the next option. “Um,” she

could try healing you?”

ask, my face

were linked.

allow me to like, access my

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

say with a sigh, realizing that

My gift could fix this up in

and takes my hand in hers, closing her eyes and pushing herself

the meditative state I use when I access my gift. I

not to fall into that same meditative

heal it myself.

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

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

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