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

frowns a little in frustration, even though we’re

to wipe out her joy today. Everything

coming up roses.

Cora,” I say with my own contented sigh, leaning back in

figure

convenient,” she says, putting her chin in her hand and

“if my gift had been healing too. Considering that I’m

with a mock haughtiness, grinning at her, “that

be as gentle, and loving, and restorative as

in my personality -”

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

fair point. But then Cora cocks her head to the

something.

sits up straight and looks

and I had a minute

and start to stand up

little. “Why?” he

turning to him, “about

A little sister time, to see if we

and I laugh a little

forgive him, because I know he doesn’t

her for a single moment right now not with everything they’ve

a

new papa,” Sinclair says, wrapping an

that

“I’ll teach you how to change

Cora and I laugh as the

then head

you thinking?” I ask eagerly, moving my

each other in the dim light

looking down at

she goes. “She said that you could help

mouth twisted to the

think I’m like broken,

open my mouth to deny that, but

to be healed? With

access the gift?”

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

the gift from mom – or at least to

to like, do something to get it going. Some sort

ceremony like that.”

she says, shrugging.” Do you

hands. And then, quite quickly, I run

and over her body. Her wolf raises her nose to the

I smile as I sense

thousand shades of brown, from the

any places that she’s hurt

come up with nothing.

sigh, dropping her hands and sinking

fine, as far as my gift can

sinking back in the chair and gnawing

on to the next

could try healing you?”

I ask, my face

gifts were linked. Maybe I can…heal

me to like, access

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

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

distracted. ” My gift could fix this up

and takes my hand in hers, closing her eyes

use when I access my gift.

very still and, importantly, not to fall into that

heal it myself.

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

cut is. I see Cora push and concentrate,

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