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

She frowns a little in

going to wipe out her joy today. Everything for her – for all of us

coming up roses.

my own contented sigh, leaning

“We’ll figure

be convenient,” she says, putting her

“if my gift had been healing

say with a mock haughtiness, grinning

be as gentle, and loving, and restorative as me,

in my personality -”

even as she gives me a little false glare, and I laugh, Sinclair nods as

Cora cocks her head to the side,

something.

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

if Ella and I had a minute

immediately agree and start

a little. “Why?”

mom said,” Cora says, turning to

sister time, to see

mouth a little and I laugh a little when I see that he does

forgive him, because I know he doesn’t want to

single moment right now not with everything they’ve

she gives him a little shove, he sighs and

says, wrapping an arm around

Rafe from my arms so that

“I’ll teach you how to change a

laugh as the men help Henry

then head

are you thinking?” I ask eagerly, moving my

other

Cora sighs, looking down at her

through as she goes. “She said that you could

me now, her mouth twisted to the side as she

think I’m

that, but she puts up a

do I need to be healed? With your powers?

access the gift?”

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

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

like, do something to get it going. Some sort

ceremony like that.”

shrugging.” Do you want

I say, reaching for her hands. And then, quite

Her wolf raises her nose to

it a warm little nudge, and I smile as I

thousand shades of brown, from the lightest tawny

scan Cora, seeking any places

come up with nothing.

dropping her hands

as my

sinking back in the chair and gnawing at her

as she moves on to the next

could try healing you?”

ask, my face twisting

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

doing that will allow me to

I hold my hand out to her. “I cut my

a sigh, realizing that I’ve

could fix this up in a cinch

in hers, closing

when I access my

and, importantly, not to fall into that same meditative state

heal it myself.

minutes, I gasp a little when I do

see Cora push and concentrate, but

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