Chapter 391: Conversations with the Goddess

Cora

My heart is pounding as I follow my mother into the chamber beyond, as Roger

shuts the door behind us. My mother crosses the room with ease almost

seeming to float. And then I blink in surprise as I realize that…she probably is

floating. I mean, she’s here – she’s corporeal – but it’s all a show, isn’t it? She

doesn’t need to walk on her feet if she doesn’t want to.

And something about that idea makes me laugh a little, easing my tension. My

mother turns when she hears the sound of my laugher and smiles at me, at both

of us, before sitting down before a tiny table with a tray of tea on it.

Roger and I cross the short room together, sitting down across from her.

Thoughtfully, Roger pours two cups of tea, which is hot and smells minty and

fresh. Then, hesitating at the sight of the third cup, he raises an eyebrow at

my mother. She laughs a little too, and I’m shocked to hear that her laugh

sounds just like my own – the same rhythm, the same cadence. Something

about that makes me smile.

“Yes, Roger,” she says, nodding towards it. “I can’t drink the tea – but it is nice to

have an offering of it.”

Nodding, Roger pours the cup of tea for the Goddess and slides it across the

table towards her. Then he places a sugar cube in my teacup – knowing I’ll want

it and sits back in his chair, folding his hands in his lap.

“You’ve had a long journey, Cora,” my mother says, looking at me warmly. “In

more ways than one.”

“Yes,” I reply, smiling at the understatement in her words. And then I look down

at my stomach and place my hands on it, shaking my head. “A journey that has

raised…a lot of questions for us.’

“I understand,” she says. “It will bring me a great deal of joy to help you answer

those questions, if I can.”

I ask, looking back

need to tell

at

hearts. I’m very pleased that you have

she says, and I grin to hear her use Roger’s pet term for me

smile at

would have saved you both a great deal

pain.”

credit, blushes and looks

at me. “You should have sent

had other things to worry about,” the Goddess says easily.

everything to your mate.”

this and Roger’s blush deepens, but he

face, and we both know that he doesn’t mean

to me then. “You wish

child?”

leaning forward, eager.

healthy, Cora,” my mother says, looking down at

can hear the heartbeat now. Your child

both exhale in relief. I mean – we suspected

beams a wide smile at me and reaches out to take

I slide my hand into his, palm

a wolf?” I ask,

hard. “Your baby is like you,” my mother

me, curious.

at Roger, who is

my disappointment I realize that we

a

for him, for

again, snapping our

smiling

What I mean to say here is that…hmm,” she looks up at

through. “It is difficult to put into words…I do

heart starts to pound again as she

believe the word that you would use for it,”

be hybrid? Your baby is…both human and

and Roger looks between us both, confused. “Really?” I

lean forward in my curiosity. ” But

me…”

back down again and

she says, a smile spreading across her face, “your child

and a wolf, but

I stare at her,

something about my confusion makes her laugh – not in a cruel way, but

of a mother who watches her child discover

about the world.

what do you mean?” I ask, my voice hardly

shock.

are human, Cora,” my mother says, leaning forward

body is human – your father was a human. But your mother

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