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?”

sighing a little. “I can’t even figure out what mine is, let

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

out her joy today. Everything for her – for all of us

coming up roses.

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

“We’ll figure

says, putting her chin in

my gift had been healing

I say with a mock haughtiness, grinning at her, “that would be

gentle, and loving, and

in my personality -”

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

then Cora cocks her

something.

straight and looks around. “Actually,”

you mind if Ella and I had

and Sinclair immediately agree and start to stand

a little. “Why?”

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

you mind? A little sister time, to see

a little and I laugh a little when I see

bit – but I forgive him, because I know he

her for a single moment right now

when she gives him a little shove, he sighs and

Sinclair says, wrapping an arm around Roger’s

arms so that Cora and I can

how to change

Cora and I laugh as the

then head

ask eagerly,

each other in the dim light of the

Cora sighs, looking down

she goes. “She said that you could

now, her mouth twisted

it. “Do you think I’m

but she puts

be healed? With your

access the gift?”

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

get the gift from mom – or at least to access

need to like, do something to

ceremony like that.”

she says, shrugging.” Do

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

body. Her wolf raises her

little nudge, and I smile as I

from the lightest tawny to nearly

as I scan Cora, seeking any places

come up with nothing.

sigh, dropping her hands and sinking back onto the

far as my gift can

says, likewise sinking back in the chair and gnawing at

the next option. “Um,” she says, “do

could try healing you?”

my face

gifts were linked. Maybe

doing that will allow me

hand out to her.

with a sigh, realizing that I’ve been meaning

got distracted. ” My gift could fix this up in

and takes my hand in hers, closing her eyes and pushing

meditative state I use when I access

importantly, not to

heal it myself.

I gasp a little when

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

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