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?”

little. “I can’t even figure out what

little in frustration, even though we’re

today. Everything for

coming up roses.

say with my own contented sigh, leaning

“We’ll figure it

would be convenient,” she says, putting her

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

say with a mock haughtiness, grinning

not everyone can be as gentle, and loving, and restorative as

in my personality -”

a little false

point. But then Cora cocks her head

something.

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

and I had a minute out

Sinclair immediately agree and start to stand up but

a little. “Why?”

mom said,” Cora says, turning

sister time, to see if

mouth a little and I laugh a little when I see

forgive him, because I know he

single moment right now not

still, when she gives him a little shove, he sighs

papa,” Sinclair says,

Rafe from my arms so that

“I’ll teach you how to

but Cora and I laugh as the men help

then head inside the

I ask eagerly, moving

other in the dim

sighs, looking down

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

twisted to the side as she tries to

“Do you think

my mouth to deny that, but she puts up

be healed? With your powers?

access the gift?”

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

the desert to get the gift from mom –

need to like, do something to

ceremony like that.”

a try,” she says, shrugging.” Do you want

for her hands. And then,

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

it a warm little nudge, and I smile as

brown, from the lightest tawny to

places that she’s hurt or

come up with nothing.

her hands

as far as my gift can

says, likewise sinking back in the chair and gnawing at her

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

could try healing you?”

I ask, my face

the gifts were linked. Maybe I

me to

I say, and I hold my hand out to her.

say with a sigh, realizing that I’ve been meaning to

fix this up in

hand in hers, closing her eyes and pushing

meditative state I use when I access

and, importantly, not to fall into that

heal it myself.

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

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

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