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?”

“I can’t even figure out what mine is,

frowns a little in frustration,

out her joy today. Everything for

coming up roses.

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

figure it

putting her chin in her hand and scowling

been healing too. Considering

say with a mock haughtiness,

can be as gentle, and

in my personality -”

gives me a little false glare, and I

point. But then Cora cocks her head to the

something.

sits up straight and looks around.

mind if Ella and I

and start to stand

a little. “Why?”

Cora says, turning

time, to see if we can sort through

his mouth a little and I laugh a little when I see that he does

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

right now not

when she gives him a

says, wrapping

from my arms so that

how to change

groans but Cora and I laugh as the men help Henry

head inside the

you thinking?” I ask eagerly, moving my chair

can better see each other in the dim

looking down at

“She said that

mouth twisted to

it. “Do you think I’m like broken, or

that, but she puts up a hand to stop

to be healed?

access the gift?”

curious and sitting up straight.

get the gift from mom – or at least to

do something

ceremony like that.”

shrugging.” Do

And then, quite quickly,

over her body. Her wolf raises her nose to the gift as it

as I sense her. Such a

from the lightest

scan Cora, seeking any places that she’s

come up with nothing.

I sigh, dropping her hands

as my

likewise sinking back in the chair and gnawing

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

could try healing you?”

ask, my face

gifts were linked. Maybe I can…heal a little?

me to like, access my

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

T say with a sigh, realizing that

distracted. ” My gift could fix this up in a

shrugs and takes my hand in hers, closing her eyes

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

to fall into that same

heal it myself.

a little when I do

the cut is. I see Cora push and

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