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?”

she replies, sighing a little. “I can’t even

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

Everything

coming up roses.

my own contented sigh, leaning

“We’ll figure it

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

been healing too. Considering that

say with a mock haughtiness, grinning at her,

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

in my personality -”

as she gives me a little false glare, and

fair point. But then Cora cocks her

something.

looks around.

Ella and I had

and Sinclair immediately agree and start

a little. “Why?” he

turning

sister time, to see if we

twists his mouth a little and I laugh a little when I

him, because I

for a single moment right now not with everything

gives him a little shove, he sighs and stands

Sinclair says, wrapping an arm around Roger’s

arms so that Cora and I can concentrate on

you how to

I laugh as the men

head

what are you thinking?” I ask eagerly, moving my chair

each other in the dim light

said,” Cora sighs, looking down at her hands and

she goes. “She said that you could help

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

you think I’m

deny that, but she puts up a hand to stop

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

access the gift?”

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

out into the desert to get the gift

to like, do something to get it going.

ceremony like that.”

try,” she says, shrugging.” Do you

for her hands. And then, quite quickly, I

and over her body. Her wolf raises her nose to the gift

smile as I sense her. Such a pretty

shades of brown, from the lightest tawny to

places that she’s

come up with nothing.

sigh, dropping her hands

as my

likewise sinking back in the

on to the next option. “Um,” she says,

could try healing you?”

I ask, my face twisting

the gifts were linked. Maybe I

doing that will allow me to

and I hold my hand out to her. “I cut my finger this morning

say with a sigh, realizing that I’ve been meaning to heal it

distracted. ” My gift could fix this up in

takes my hand in hers, closing her eyes

use when I access my gift. I do my very

and, importantly, not to fall into

heal it myself.

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

is. I see Cora

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