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

little in frustration, even though we’re all

today. Everything for her

coming up roses.

with my own

“We’ll figure

her chin in her hand and

“if my gift had been healing too. Considering that

a mock haughtiness, grinning at her, “that

can be as gentle, and loving,

in my personality -”

false glare,

cocks

something.

and looks around. “Actually,” she says

and I had a minute out

start to stand up but

little.

Cora says, turning to him,

time, to see

laugh a little when I see that

– but I forgive him, because I know he

for a single moment right now not with everything

when she gives him a

papa,” Sinclair says, wrapping an

taking Rafe from my arms so that Cora and I

teach you how

laugh as the men

head

eagerly, moving my chair closer

each other in the dim

sighs, looking down at her hands

through as she goes. “She said that you could help me

her mouth twisted to the side as she tries to

it. “Do you think

to deny that, but she puts up a hand to

like, do I need to be healed? With

access the gift?”

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

into the desert to get the gift from mom – or at least

do something to get

ceremony like that.”

she says, shrugging.” Do you want

her hands. And then, quite quickly,

Her wolf raises her nose to the gift as

as I sense her. Such a

from the lightest

Cora, seeking any places that she’s hurt or tied up

come up with nothing.

dropping her hands

as far as my gift can

the chair and gnawing at her lip.

to the next option. “Um,”

could try healing you?”

I ask, my face

all the gifts were linked. Maybe I can…heal a

doing that will allow me to like, access my

and I hold my hand out to her. “I cut

sigh, realizing that I’ve been meaning to heal

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

my hand in hers, closing

use when I

to fall into that same

heal it myself.

gasp a little when I

see Cora push and concentrate, but then,

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