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 figure out what mine is,

baby.” She frowns a little in frustration, even though

is going to wipe out her joy today. Everything for her

coming up roses.

right Cora,” I say with my own contented

“We’ll figure

be convenient,” she says, putting her

my gift had been healing too.

with a mock haughtiness, grinning at

and loving, and restorative as me,

in my personality -”

she gives me a little false

Cora cocks her head

something.

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

Ella and I had a minute

and start

little.

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

A little sister time, to see if we can sort

twists his mouth a little and I laugh a little when

bit – but I forgive him, because I know he

single moment right

when she gives him a little

Sinclair says, wrapping an arm around Roger’s

that Cora

you how to change a

and I laugh as

head inside the

thinking?” I ask eagerly, moving my

other in the dim light of the

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

goes. “She said

now, her mouth twisted to the

you think I’m

to deny that, but she puts up a hand

need to be healed? With your powers? So that

access the gift?”

sitting up straight. “I mean, that would

to get the gift

something to get it going.

ceremony like that.”

Do you want

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

her body. Her wolf raises her nose to the

I smile as I sense her. Such a pretty

shades of brown, from the

places that she’s hurt

come up with nothing.

Cora,” I sigh, dropping her hands

as far as

in the chair and gnawing at

the next option. “Um,” she says, “do

could try healing you?”

ask, my face twisting

said all the gifts were linked. Maybe

me to like, access my full

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

sigh, realizing that I’ve been meaning

gift could fix this up in a cinch can you do

my hand in hers, closing her

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

importantly, not to fall

heal it myself.

a little when I do feel a very slight tingling

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

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