Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate by Caroline Above Story

#Chapter 394 – 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?”

frowns a little in frustration, even though we’re all aware that nothing is going to wipe out her joy today. Everything

my own contented sigh, leaning back

at me a bit, “if my gift had been healing

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

if it’s a fair point. But then Cora cocks her head to the side, clearly

sits up straight and looks around. “Actually,” she says to the men, “would you mind if Ella

up but Roger frowns just a little. “Why?”

Cora says, turning to him, “about Ella…being able to help. Do you mind? A little sister time, to see if we can sort through

just a bit – but I forgive him, because I know he doesn’t want to be separated from her for a single moment right now not

Roger’s shoulders after taking Rafe from my arms so that Cora and I can concentrate on each other. “I’ll teach you how to change

the men help Henry onto the platform lift and then

you thinking?” I ask eagerly, moving my chair closer to my sister’s so that we can better see each other in the

mom said,” Cora sighs, looking down at her hands and clearly thinking it through as she goes. “She said that you could help me figure it out.” Cora looks up at me now, her mouth twisted to the side

puts up a hand to stop me. “No, I mean like, do I need to be healed? With your powers? So that I can

out into the desert to get the gift from mom – or at least to access

Do you

quickly, I run my power through and over her body. Her wolf raises her nose to the gift as it passes her, giving it a warm little nudge, and I smile as I sense her. Such a pretty wolf –

seeking any places that she’s hurt or tied up or anything…I come up with

onto the chair. “You’re totally fine, as far as

her as she moves on to

ask, my face

Maybe I can…heal a little?

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

use when I access my gift. I do my very best to stay very still and,

the cut is. I see Cora push and concentrate, but then, five minutes later, when she opens her eyes and peers down at

there,” she says,

at my hand. “I did feel a little tingling though. And