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?”

little. “I can’t even figure out what

in frustration, even though we’re

today. Everything for her – for all

coming up roses.

my own contented sigh, leaning back in

figure

says, putting her chin in her hand

“if my gift had been

I say with a mock haughtiness, grinning

and loving, and restorative as me, Cora

in my personality -”

she gives me a little false glare, and I laugh, Sinclair

cocks

something.

looks around. “Actually,” she says to the

if Ella and I had a minute out

immediately agree and start to stand up

little.

turning to him, “about Ella…being able

mind? A little sister time, to see

twists his mouth a little and I laugh a little when

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

for a single moment right now not

she gives him a little shove, he sighs and

Sinclair says, wrapping an

that Cora and I can concentrate on

teach you how

I laugh as the men help Henry

then head inside the

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

other in the dim light

sighs, looking down at her hands and

through as she goes. “She said that you could

up at me now, her mouth twisted

“Do you think I’m

deny that, but she puts up a

to be healed? With your powers? So that I

access the gift?”

curious and sitting up straight. “I

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

need to like, do something to get it

ceremony like that.”

says, shrugging.” Do you

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

over her body. Her wolf raises her

warm little nudge, and I smile as I

thousand shades of brown, from the lightest

seeking any places that she’s

come up with nothing.

her hands

fine, as far as

likewise sinking back in the chair and gnawing at her lip.

on to the next option. “Um,” she

could try healing you?”

my face

were linked. Maybe

me

to her. “I cut my finger this morning

that I’ve

” My gift could fix this up in

takes my hand in hers, closing her eyes and

use when I access my gift.

to fall

heal it myself.

minutes, I gasp a little when I do feel

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

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