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?”

can’t even figure out

She frowns a little in frustration, even though we’re all aware

today. Everything for her – for all of us –

coming up roses.

all right Cora,” I say with my own contented sigh, leaning

figure

her chin in

been healing too. Considering that I’m a

a mock haughtiness, grinning at her,

everyone can be as gentle, and loving, and

in my personality -”

false glare, and I laugh, Sinclair

fair point. But then Cora cocks

something.

and looks around. “Actually,” she says to the

and I had a minute

start to

little. “Why?”

Cora says, turning to him, “about Ella…being able

little sister time, to see if we can sort through

little and I laugh a

him, because I know he

single moment right now not with

But still, when she gives him a little shove,

new papa,” Sinclair says, wrapping an arm

arms so that Cora and I can concentrate

how to

as the men help Henry onto the

head inside the

ask eagerly, moving my chair closer to my

that we can better see each other in the dim

looking down at her

through as she goes. “She said

looks up at me now, her mouth twisted to

you think I’m like broken,

but she puts up a hand

need to be healed? With your powers? So

access the gift?”

and sitting up straight. “I mean, that would make

the

we need to like, do something

ceremony like that.”

try,” she says, shrugging.” Do you want to…give it

her hands. And

wolf raises her nose to the gift as it

it a warm little nudge, and I smile as I sense her. Such a pretty wolf –

brown, from the lightest tawny to

any places that

come up with nothing.

dropping her hands and sinking back onto the chair.

as my gift

the chair and gnawing at her lip.

on to the next option. “Um,” she says,

could try healing you?”

I ask, my

said all the gifts were linked.

allow me to like,

my hand out to

say with a sigh, realizing that I’ve

got distracted. ” My gift could fix this up in a cinch

hand in hers, closing her eyes and pushing

state I use when I access my gift. I do

to fall into

heal it myself.

when I do feel a very slight

where the cut is. I see Cora push and concentrate,

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