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?”

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

a little in frustration,

is going to wipe out her joy today. Everything for her –

coming up roses.

say with my own contented sigh,

figure

be convenient,” she says, putting her chin in

gift had been healing too.

mock haughtiness, grinning at her, “that would

everyone can be as gentle, and loving, and restorative as

in my personality -”

she gives me a little false glare, and I

fair point. But then Cora cocks her

something.

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

and I had

start to stand up but

a little. “Why?” he

said,” Cora says, turning to him, “about Ella…being able

you mind? A little sister time, to see if we

twists his mouth a little and I laugh

him, because I know he doesn’t want

single moment right now not with

a little shove, he sighs

says,

so that Cora and I can concentrate on

“I’ll teach you how to change a

I laugh as the men help Henry onto the platform

head

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

that we can better see each other in the dim light

Cora sighs, looking

it through as she goes. “She said that

at me now, her mouth twisted to the side as she tries to

“Do you think I’m

open my mouth to deny that, but she puts up a hand to stop

be healed? With your

access the gift?”

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

to get the gift from mom – or

we need to like, do something to get it going.

ceremony like that.”

says, shrugging.” Do you

hands. And

wolf raises her

it a warm little nudge, and I smile as I sense her.

thousand shades of brown, from the

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

come up with nothing.

sigh, dropping her hands and

as my gift can

she says, likewise sinking back in the

on to the next option. “Um,” she

could try healing you?”

my face twisting

all the gifts were linked. Maybe I can…heal a

that will allow me to like, access my

I say, and I hold my hand out to her. “I cut my finger this morning on

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

fix this

and takes my hand in hers, closing her

I use when I access

importantly, not to fall into

heal it myself.

few minutes, I gasp a little when I do feel

is. I see Cora

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