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?”

a little. “I can’t even

frowns a little in frustration, even though we’re

joy today. Everything for her – for all of us

coming up roses.

right Cora,” I say with my own contented sigh, leaning back in

“We’ll figure

putting her chin in her hand

a bit, “if my gift had been healing too.

mock haughtiness, grinning

not everyone can be as gentle, and

in my personality -”

me a little false glare, and I laugh, Sinclair

fair point. But then Cora cocks her head to the side,

something.

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

mind if Ella and I had a minute

start

little. “Why?”

turning to

A little sister time, to see if we can

I laugh a little when I see

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

right now not with everything

still, when she gives him a little shove, he sighs and

papa,” Sinclair says, wrapping an arm

that Cora and I

“I’ll teach you how

but Cora and I laugh as the

head inside the

eagerly, moving my chair closer

other in the dim light

mom said,” Cora sighs, looking down at her

as she goes. “She said that

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

you think I’m like broken, or

immediately open my mouth to deny that, but she puts up

do I need to be healed? With your

access the gift?”

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

the gift from

need to like, do something to get it going. Some sort

ceremony like that.”

she says, shrugging.” Do you want to…give

And then, quite quickly, I

her nose to the gift as it passes

smile as I sense her.

from

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

come up with nothing.

hands and sinking back

fine, as far as my gift can

likewise sinking back in the chair

the next option. “Um,” she says, “do you

could try healing you?”

ask, my

were linked. Maybe

that will allow me to like, access my

my hand out to her.

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

distracted. ” My gift could fix this

hers,

into the meditative state I use when I

very still and, importantly, not to fall into that same meditative state

heal it myself.

gasp a little when I do feel a

I see Cora push and concentrate, but then,

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