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 mine is, let

in frustration, even though we’re

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

coming up roses.

my own contented sigh, leaning back in

figure it

convenient,” she says, putting her chin in her hand and

been

I say with a mock haughtiness,

not everyone can be as gentle, and

in my personality -”

little false glare, and I laugh, Sinclair nods

then Cora cocks her head to

something.

up straight and looks

if Ella and I had a minute

start to stand

little. “Why?”

mom said,” Cora says, turning to him,

sister time, to

and I laugh a little

I forgive him, because I know

her for a single moment right now not with everything they’ve

But still, when she gives him a

papa,” Sinclair says, wrapping an arm around Roger’s

that

teach you how to change

and I laugh as

then head inside

ask eagerly,

that we can better see each other in

Cora sighs, looking down at her

“She said

me now, her mouth twisted to

it. “Do you think I’m like

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

need to be

access the gift?”

and sitting up straight.

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

to like, do something to get it going.

ceremony like that.”

a try,” she says, shrugging.” Do

her hands. And then,

wolf raises her nose to the gift as it passes

and I smile as I sense her.

thousand shades of brown, from the

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

come up with nothing.

her hands

fine, as far as

back in the chair and gnawing at her lip.

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

could try healing you?”

my face

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

that will allow me to like,

I hold my hand out to

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

fix this up in a cinch can

hers, closing her eyes and

state I use when I access

importantly, not to fall into that same meditative state

heal it myself.

gasp a little when I

cut is. I see Cora push and

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