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

frowns a little in frustration, even though we’re all aware

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

coming up roses.

my own contented

figure

her chin

my gift had been

with a mock haughtiness, grinning

not everyone can be as gentle, and

in my personality -”

little false glare, and I laugh,

But then Cora cocks her head to

something.

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

if Ella and I had a minute

start to stand up but Roger

little. “Why?”

said,” Cora says, turning to him,

time, to see if we can sort

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 not with everything

him a little shove,

Sinclair says,

my arms so that Cora and

teach you how to

groans but Cora and I laugh as the men help

then head inside

ask eagerly, moving my chair

we can better see each other in the

said,” Cora sighs, looking down at

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

her mouth twisted to the

you think I’m like broken, or

to deny that, but she

to be healed?

access the gift?”

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

the gift

do something to get it going. Some sort

ceremony like that.”

a try,” she says, shrugging.” Do

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

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

a warm little nudge, and I smile as I sense her. Such a pretty wolf –

thousand shades of brown, from the lightest tawny

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

come up with nothing.

hands and

fine, as far as my

she says, likewise sinking back in the chair and gnawing

the next option. “Um,” she says, “do

could try healing you?”

ask, my face

mom also said all the gifts were linked.

will allow me to like, access

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

realizing that I’ve been

gift could fix this up in a cinch can

my hand in hers, closing

state I use when I access my gift.

importantly, not to

heal it myself.

I gasp a little when I do feel a very slight tingling

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

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