Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate by Caroline Above Story

Chapter 357 – Healing

Ella

I push my suspicions aside as I come to Cora’s side as she explains to Conner – the bright, red-haired young man who noticed that the men who attacked me didn’t transform into their wolves – our plan.

“Sure,” ,” he says, blinking up at both of us when Cora asks if he’d be willing to let me try to heal him with the Goddess power. “Um,” he says next, hesitating a little, “does it hurt?”

“Um,” I reply, rubbing an anxious hand up and down my arm, “I don’t think so? But then again, I’ve only tried it on myself?” I look over at Cora to see if she has any ideas, but she just shrugs.

“Consider it a very experimental treatment,” Cora says, turning back to Conner. “But I think Ella is right – it never seemed to hurt her before, when she used it. Or that one time I used it. But if it works!” she gives him a big smile now, “I think you will be a very happy little guinea pig!”

“Guinea pig?” he asks, confused. “Will I is this going to transform me into a guinea pig!?”

“No,” I say, laughing and sitting down on the edge of his bed, reaching for his arm, which he pulls away from me in sudden anxiety. “Seriously!” I say, laughing still. “That’s just a common phrase – you don’t know it? Maybe it’s a human phrase. For like, a creature who gets experimented on first.”

“Oh,” Conner says, relaxing a little but still looking at us warily. But then he nods, letting us know that he’s on board. “Just a lot of strange….magic, I guess, these days. Magic that I don’t think we’ve had a lot of exposure to before.”

checking some final details as she runs a hand over her stomach, which is hosting what we can best describe

burn on your arm?” she asks, pointing to the gauze

it immediately when he pulls the gauze away, wincing as he reveals an angry, wet red wound. I sit back again, grimacing at it, reminded again

lost as I am. “I don’t know, Ella,” she says, waving a vague hand at me. “Do your… meditation thing. Access the gift.

little shrug. And then because it feels strange not to be doing anything to engage with the

to fall into the state than it has been before – maybe because I’m not wounded, or growing a child, or stressed in any real way. This time, the relaxation comes almost immediately and

and I can tell that she’s excited but working hard not to distract me too much. “You’re glowing. Now, do you feel like

breath and, when I exhale, I begin to seek for pain. I feel the gift move then, as it’s done before – it sweeps through me first, seeking to heal anything, but when it doesn’t

asking it to look…further than me. To go outside. And it feels, a very little bit, like the time that I pa*sed it to Cora – though it’s hard to compare, because I had been so weak at that

now, when I’m strong, I feel like I have so much more control – like I don’t have to shove the entire gift into someone’s hands before I collapse under the weight of it. But instead, like I can just take

where I can begin to feel a very real pain in front of me, radiating up towards my hands. And so I give it a little nudge, and push the

Conner inhale sharply, but I do my very best to not let myself be drawn away, to continue with

And then I pull my hands back, and lay them in my lap, and take a few deep breaths as I allow

at me, their jaws wide open. “Did it work?” I breathe, curious. And neither say

own

His wound it’s…

that I can bring it closer to my eyes. And as I study it I realize that the wound is not gone it’s just…fixed. The skin has closed over what was a few moments before a pussy, bloody burn. And

new patch of flesh, still tender and pink and hairless, without

and

it. And then Cora lets out a shriek of