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?”

replies, sighing a little. “I can’t even figure out what mine is, let

a little in frustration,

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

coming up roses.

say with my own contented

“We’ll figure

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

had been healing too. Considering that I’m a

a mock haughtiness, grinning

and

in my personality -”

little false glare, and I laugh, Sinclair nods

point. But then Cora cocks her head to

something.

she sits up straight and looks around. “Actually,” she

if Ella and I had a minute out here

immediately agree and start

little. “Why?”

mom said,” Cora says, turning to

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

laugh a little when I see

bit – but I forgive him, because I know he doesn’t want to be

her for a single moment right now not

gives him a

on, new papa,” Sinclair says, wrapping an arm around

arms so that

“I’ll teach you how to change

Cora and I laugh as the men help Henry onto

then head inside

ask eagerly, moving my chair closer to my

that we can better see each other in the dim

said,” Cora sighs, looking down

goes. “She said that you could

looks up at me now, her mouth twisted to the side

you think I’m like broken, or

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

do I need to be healed? With your powers? So

access the gift?”

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

the gift

something

ceremony like that.”

shrugging.” Do you

And then, quite quickly,

raises her nose to

and I smile as I

brown, from the lightest tawny

places that she’s hurt or tied up or

come up with nothing.

hands and sinking

as my

she says, likewise sinking back in the chair and gnawing at

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

could try healing you?”

I ask, my face

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

allow me to

I hold my hand out to her. “I

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

just got distracted. ” My gift could fix this

hand in hers, closing her eyes and pushing herself

into the meditative state I use when I access my gift.

still and, importantly, not to fall

heal it myself.

I gasp a little when I do feel a

I see Cora

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255