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

She frowns a little in frustration, even though we’re

her joy today. Everything for her

coming up roses.

my

figure it

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

a bit, “if my gift had been

haughtiness, grinning at her, “that would be

and loving, and restorative as

in my personality -”

even as she gives me a little false glare, and I laugh, Sinclair nods as if

Cora cocks her

something.

up straight and looks around. “Actually,”

Ella and I had a minute out

and Sinclair immediately agree and start to

little.

said,” Cora says, turning

time, to see if we can

a little and I laugh a little when I see

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

moment right now

him a little shove, he

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

arms so that Cora and

how to change a

Cora and I laugh as the men help

then head

eagerly,

each other

looking down

“She said that you could help me figure it

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

it. “Do you think I’m like

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

be

access the gift?”

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

desert to get the gift from mom

need to like, do something to get it

ceremony like that.”

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

I say, reaching for her hands. And then, quite quickly,

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

and I smile as I sense

from the lightest tawny to nearly

any places

come up with nothing.

hands and

fine, as far as my gift

she says, likewise sinking back in the chair and

next option.

could try healing you?”

ask, my

gifts were linked. Maybe I can…heal

will allow me to like, access my

my hand out to

with a sigh, realizing that

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

and takes my hand in hers, closing

meditative state I use when I access my gift. I

importantly, not to fall into that same

heal it myself.

minutes, I gasp a little when I

where the cut is. I see Cora push and concentrate,

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