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

baby.” She frowns a little in frustration, even

her joy today. Everything for her –

coming up roses.

with my own contented sigh,

figure it

her chin in her hand and scowling

bit, “if my gift had been healing too. Considering

haughtiness, grinning at her, “that would

be as gentle, and loving, and restorative as me, Cora –

in my personality -”

a little false glare, and I

then Cora cocks her head to

something.

sits up straight and looks

mind if Ella and I had

and start to

little. “Why?”

said,” Cora says, turning to him,

little sister time, to see

little and I laugh a

I forgive him, because I know

for a single moment right now not with

she gives him a little shove, he sighs and

says,

so that Cora and I

teach you how to change

and I laugh as the

then head

eagerly, moving my chair closer to my

can better see each other in the dim light

mom said,” Cora sighs, looking down

“She said that

at me now, her mouth twisted to

it. “Do you think

immediately open my mouth to deny that, but she

need to be healed? With your powers? So that

access the gift?”

straight. “I mean, that would make sense –

out into the desert to get the gift from mom –

need to like, do something to get

ceremony like that.”

Do you want to…give it a

reaching for her hands. And then, quite

body. Her wolf raises her nose to the gift

little nudge, and I smile as I sense her.

brown, from

I scan Cora, seeking any places that

come up with nothing.

I sigh, dropping her hands and sinking back onto the

far as my gift can

says, likewise sinking back in the chair

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

could try healing you?”

my

were linked. Maybe I can…heal a

me to like,

out to her. “I cut my finger this morning on

a sigh, realizing that

could fix this up in a

in hers, closing

I access my gift.

very still and, importantly, not to fall into that same

heal it myself.

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

the cut is. I see Cora push and concentrate,

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