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

frowns a little in frustration, even

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

coming up roses.

say with my own contented

figure

putting her chin in her hand

bit, “if my gift had been healing too. Considering

haughtiness, grinning at

everyone can be as gentle, and loving,

in my personality -”

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

cocks her head to the

something.

sits up straight and looks around. “Actually,”

you mind if Ella and I had a minute

immediately agree and start to stand

little.

mom said,” Cora says, turning to

mind? A little sister time, to see if we

and I laugh a

a bit – but I forgive him, because I know he

moment right

when she gives him a little

says, wrapping an

from my arms so that Cora and I can concentrate on

how

as

then head inside the

thinking?” I ask eagerly, moving my chair

that we can better see each other in the dim

said,” Cora sighs, looking down at her

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

twisted

you think I’m like broken, or

immediately open my mouth to deny that, but she puts up a hand

like, do I need to be healed? With

access the gift?”

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

the desert to get the gift from

something

ceremony like that.”

she says, shrugging.” Do you

for her hands. And then, quite quickly, I run

wolf raises her nose to the gift as it passes

as I sense her. Such

shades of brown, from the lightest tawny to nearly

any places that she’s hurt or tied

come up with nothing.

sigh, dropping her hands

as my

back in the chair and gnawing at her

next option. “Um,”

could try healing you?”

ask, my

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

me to like, access my

say, and I hold my hand out to

sigh, realizing that I’ve

distracted. ” My gift could fix this up in a cinch can you do

shrugs and takes my hand in hers, closing

meditative state I use when I access my

to fall into that same meditative

heal it myself.

little when I do feel a very slight

I see Cora push and concentrate, but then,

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