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?”

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

little in frustration, even though

to wipe out her joy today. Everything for her –

coming up roses.

say with my own contented sigh, leaning

“We’ll figure

her chin in

had been healing too. Considering that

mock haughtiness, grinning at her, “that would

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

in my personality -”

as she gives me a little false glare, and I

cocks her head to

something.

up straight and looks

if Ella and I had a minute out

Sinclair immediately agree and start to stand

a little. “Why?”

said,” Cora says, turning to him, “about

time, to see if

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

because I know he doesn’t

for a single moment right now

she gives him a little shove, he sighs and

on, new papa,” Sinclair says, wrapping an arm

taking Rafe from my arms so that

how to change

and I laugh as the men help Henry onto the

then head inside

I ask eagerly, moving my chair closer

see each other in the dim

said,” Cora sighs, looking down at

as she goes. “She said that you could

looks up at me now, her mouth twisted

think I’m

that, but she puts up

like, do I need to be healed? With your powers? So

access the gift?”

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

desert to get the gift from mom – or at

we need to like, do something to get it

ceremony like that.”

Do you want to…give

And then, quite quickly, I run

her nose to

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

shades of brown, from the lightest tawny to nearly

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

come up with nothing.

hands and sinking back onto

as far as

sinking back in the chair and

the next option. “Um,” she says, “do you think

could try healing you?”

I ask, my

all the gifts were linked. Maybe I can…heal

me

hold my hand out to her. “I

sigh, realizing that I’ve been meaning to heal it

gift could fix this up in a cinch can you do

and takes my hand in hers, closing her

into the meditative state I use when I access my

and, importantly, not to fall into that same

heal it myself.

I gasp a little when I do

cut is. I see

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