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.”

looking back up at her, wondering if

I need to tell her

she says, smiling at

I’m very pleased

and I grin to hear her use Roger’s pet term for me as if

Then she turns to smile at Roger,

it happen sooner. I believe it would have saved

pain.”

looks down. “Cora’s

should

other things to worry about,” the

everything to your mate.”

at this and Roger’s blush deepens, but he looks up

look on his face, and we both know that he doesn’t

turns to me then. “You wish

child?”

forward, eager. “Do you

perfectly healthy, Cora,” my mother

“I can hear the heartbeat now. Your child

I mean – we suspected that, but to hear it

Goddess’ lips… Roger beams a wide smile at

hand

I ask, turning

baby is like you,” my mother says,

me, curious.

bite my lip, glancing at Roger, who is

face. And in my disappointment I realize that we

that our child would be a wolf. Not that

for the child’s place

again, snapping our

smiling

here is that…hmm,” she looks up

to put into words…I do not

again

the word that you would use for it,”

hybrid? Your baby is…both human

gasp a little and Roger looks between us both, confused.

hand as I lean forward in my

me…”

back down again and focuses on my face.

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

a wolf, but it

I

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

delighted way of a mother who watches her child

about the world.

you mean?” I ask, my voice

shock.

mother says, leaning forward

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

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