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?”

replies, sighing a little. “I can’t even figure

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

out her joy today. Everything for her – for

coming up roses.

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

“We’ll figure it

would be convenient,” she says, putting her chin in

“if my gift had been healing too. Considering that I’m

mock haughtiness, grinning

as gentle, and loving, and restorative as me, Cora –

in my personality -”

false glare, and I laugh, Sinclair nods as if

point. But then Cora cocks her head to the side, clearly

something.

and looks around.

you mind if Ella and I had a minute out

Sinclair immediately agree and start to

little. “Why?” he

said,” Cora says, turning to him, “about

A little sister time, to see if

his mouth a little and I laugh a little when

a bit – but I forgive him, because

her for a single moment right now not

she gives him a

new papa,” Sinclair says, wrapping an

taking Rafe from my arms so that Cora and I can concentrate on

how to

and I laugh as the men help

head inside

what are you thinking?” I ask eagerly, moving my chair closer to

see each other in the dim light of the

said,” Cora sighs, looking

“She said that you could help

now, her mouth twisted

it. “Do you think I’m like broken, or

immediately open my mouth to deny that, but she

do I need to be healed?

access the gift?”

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

to get the

we need to like, do something to get it going. Some

ceremony like that.”

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

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

body. Her wolf raises her nose to the gift as it passes

a warm little nudge, and I smile as

from the lightest tawny

any places that she’s hurt

come up with nothing.

Cora,” I sigh, dropping her hands and sinking back onto

as my gift can

the

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

could try healing you?”

ask, my face twisting with

mom also said all the gifts were

that will allow me to like, access

say, and I hold my hand out to her. “I cut my finger this

with a sigh, realizing that I’ve been meaning to

My gift could fix this up in a cinch can you

takes my hand in hers, closing

use when I access my gift. I do my very best

and, importantly, not to fall into that same meditative

heal it myself.

minutes, I gasp a little when I do feel a very slight tingling

where the cut is. I see

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