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?”

little. “I can’t even figure out

little in frustration, even though we’re

wipe out her joy today. Everything for her – for

coming up roses.

Cora,” I say with my own contented sigh, leaning

“We’ll figure

putting her

had been healing too. Considering

I say with a mock haughtiness, grinning at her, “that

as gentle, and loving,

in my personality -”

little false glare,

then Cora cocks her head to the

something.

she sits up straight and looks around.

Ella and I had a minute

immediately agree and start to stand up

little. “Why?” he

Cora says, turning to him, “about Ella…being able

time,

and I laugh a little when I see that he

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

her for a single moment right now not with

him a little shove, he sighs

Sinclair says, wrapping an arm

my arms so that Cora

you how to

I laugh as the men help Henry

then head inside

eagerly, moving my chair closer

we can better see each other

Cora sighs, looking

it through as she goes. “She said that

twisted to the side as she tries to

think I’m like broken,

mouth to deny that, but she puts

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

access the gift?”

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

out into the desert to get the gift from mom

do something to get it going.

ceremony like that.”

says, shrugging.” Do you

hands. And then, quite quickly, I

body. Her wolf raises her nose to the gift as

and I smile as I sense her. Such a pretty wolf

thousand shades of brown, from the lightest

I scan Cora, seeking any places that she’s

come up with nothing.

her hands and

as far as my gift can

the chair and

to the next option.

could try healing you?”

my face

also said all the gifts were

will allow me to like, access

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

a sigh, realizing that I’ve been meaning to

My gift could fix this up

shrugs and takes my hand in hers, closing her eyes

state I use when I access my gift. I do my very best

very still and, importantly, not to fall into

heal it myself.

few minutes, I gasp a little when I do feel a

see

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