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 what

She frowns a little in

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

coming up roses.

with my own contented sigh,

“We’ll figure it

be convenient,” she says, putting her chin

my gift had been healing too. Considering

I say with a mock haughtiness, grinning

be as gentle, and loving, and restorative as

in my personality -”

a little false glare, and I laugh, Sinclair nods as

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

something.

straight and looks around.

mind if Ella and I had a

and start to stand

a little.

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

Do you mind? A little sister time, to

twists his mouth a little and I laugh a little when

forgive him, because I know he doesn’t want

right now not with

But still, when she gives him a little shove, he

on, new papa,” Sinclair says,

so that Cora

how to

as the men help

head inside the

what are you thinking?” I ask eagerly,

that we can better see each other in

looking down at her hands and

as she goes. “She said that you

her mouth twisted to the side as she tries

think I’m like broken,

immediately open my mouth to deny that, but she puts up a hand

I need to be healed? With your powers? So

access the gift?”

up straight. “I mean, that

desert to get the gift from mom

do something

ceremony like that.”

a try,” she says, shrugging.” Do you

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

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

little nudge, and I smile as I sense her. Such a pretty

thousand shades of brown, from

as I scan Cora, seeking any places that she’s hurt

come up with nothing.

her hands and sinking back

as far as my

likewise sinking back in the

the next option.

could try healing you?”

I ask, my face

also said all the gifts were

allow me to like, access

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

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

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

and takes my hand in hers, closing

when I access my gift. I

and, importantly, not to fall into that same

heal it myself.

a few minutes, I gasp a little when I do

where the cut is. I see Cora push

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