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?”

“I can’t

little in frustration, even though we’re

to wipe out her joy today. Everything for her –

coming up roses.

right Cora,” I say with my

figure it

she says, putting her chin in her hand and scowling

had been

say with a mock haughtiness, grinning at her, “that

can be as gentle, and loving, and restorative as me,

in my personality -”

false glare, and

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

something.

up straight and looks around. “Actually,” she

mind if Ella and I had a

start to stand up

a little.

says, turning to him,

Do you mind? A little sister time, to see if we can sort

laugh

a bit – but I forgive him, because

moment right now not

gives him a

says,

arms so that Cora

“I’ll teach you how to

Cora and I laugh as the men help Henry

then head inside

eagerly, moving my chair closer

see each other in the dim light of the

sighs, looking down at her hands and

as she goes. “She said that you

me now, her mouth twisted to the side as she

you think I’m like broken,

to deny that, but she puts up

mean like, do I need to be healed? With your powers? So

access the gift?”

up straight. “I mean, that would make sense

the desert to get the gift from mom –

do something to get it going. Some sort

ceremony like that.”

Do you want

reaching for her hands. And then,

body. Her wolf raises her nose to the gift

as I sense her. Such a pretty wolf

from the lightest

places

come up with nothing.

sigh, dropping her hands and sinking back onto

far as my gift

she says, likewise sinking back in the

the next option. “Um,” she says,

could try healing you?”

my

mom also said all the gifts were

doing that will allow me to like, access

out to her. “I cut my finger

a sigh, realizing that I’ve been meaning

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

takes my hand in hers,

the meditative state I use when I access

and, importantly, not to fall into that same meditative state

heal it myself.

gasp a little when I do feel a very slight tingling at

see Cora push and concentrate, but then,

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