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?”

little. “I can’t even figure out what

baby.” She frowns a little in frustration, even though we’re all aware

today. Everything for her

coming up roses.

with my

“We’ll figure it

she says, putting her chin

had been healing too.

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

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

in my personality -”

a little false glare, and I laugh,

point. But then Cora cocks her head

something.

looks around. “Actually,” she says to the

you mind if Ella and I had a minute out here

immediately agree and start

little.

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

you mind? A little sister time, to

little and I laugh a little when I see that he does

but I forgive him, because I know

a single moment right now not

But still, when she gives him a

new papa,” Sinclair says, wrapping an arm around

from my arms so that Cora and I

teach you how

Cora and I laugh as the men help Henry onto

then head

thinking?” I ask eagerly, moving my chair

other in the dim

sighs, looking down at her hands

said that you could help me figure it

mouth twisted to the side as she tries to

you think I’m like

my mouth to deny that, but she puts up

I mean like, do I need to be

access the gift?”

I say, curious and sitting up straight. “I mean, that

get the gift from mom

to like, do something to get it

ceremony like that.”

says, shrugging.” Do

her hands. And then,

her nose to the gift as it

as I sense her. Such a pretty wolf

a thousand shades of brown, from the lightest tawny

seeking any places that she’s hurt or tied up

come up with nothing.

her hands and sinking

as far as my gift can

the chair and gnawing at her

as she moves on to the next option. “Um,” she says, “do you think

could try healing you?”

I ask, my face twisting with

also said all the gifts were linked. Maybe I can…heal

doing that will allow me to like,

out to her. “I cut my finger this

cap, T say with a sigh, realizing that I’ve been meaning

just got distracted. ” My gift could fix this up in a

my hand in hers, closing her eyes and pushing

state I use when I access my gift. I do

importantly, not to fall into that

heal it myself.

I gasp a little when I

the cut is. I see Cora push and

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