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.”

know?” I ask, looking back up at her, wondering

to tell

at us.

I’m very pleased that

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

to smile at Roger, “though I’d

I believe it would have saved you both a great deal

pain.”

looks down. “Cora’s the

at me. “You should have sent her the

had other things to worry about,” the Goddess

everything to your mate.”

blush deepens, but he looks up at both

we both know that

me then. “You wish to

child?”

eager. “Do you

Cora,” my mother

“I can hear the heartbeat now. Your child is

in relief. I mean – we suspected

Roger beams a wide smile at me and reaches

hand into his,

I

like you,” my

me, curious.

lip, glancing at Roger, who is

from his face. And in my disappointment I

very much that our child would be a wolf. Not that I would mind raising

baby- but for him, for the child’s place in our

laughs again, snapping our attention back

she says, smiling and shaking her head. “You

say here is that…hmm,” she looks up at the

is difficult to put

pound again as

believe the word that you would use for it,” she continues, still looking

baby is…both human and

Roger looks between us

lean forward in my curiosity. ” But you

me…”

her eyes back down again

across her

and a wolf, but it is not

mouth drops open suddenly as I stare at her,

laugh – not in a cruel

of a mother who watches her child discover

about the world.

my voice hardly

shock.

mother says, leaning forward

is human – your father was a human. But your

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