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 even figure out what mine is,

frowns a little in frustration, even though we’re

going to wipe out her joy today. Everything

coming up roses.

say with my own contented sigh, leaning back

figure

putting her chin

“if my gift had been healing

haughtiness, grinning at

be as gentle, and loving, and restorative as me, Cora

in my personality -”

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

then Cora cocks her head to the side,

something.

looks around. “Actually,” she

mind if Ella and I had a minute

agree and start to stand

a little. “Why?”

Cora says, turning to

Do you mind? A little sister time, to

little and I laugh a little

bit – but I forgive him, because I know

moment right now not with everything they’ve

still, when she gives him a little

papa,” Sinclair says, wrapping

that Cora and I can

you how

I laugh as the men help Henry onto the platform

head inside the

I ask eagerly,

we can better see each other

sighs, looking down at her hands and

goes. “She said that

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

it. “Do you think I’m like broken, or

my mouth to deny that, but she puts up a hand

like, do I need to be healed? With

access the gift?”

sitting up straight. “I mean, that

go out into the desert to get the gift from mom – or at least to access

like, do something to get it going. Some sort

ceremony like that.”

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

say, reaching for her hands. And then,

raises her nose to the gift

smile as I sense her. Such a

from the lightest tawny to

Cora, seeking any places that she’s hurt or tied up or

come up with nothing.

I sigh, dropping her hands and sinking back onto the

far as

she says, likewise sinking back in the

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

could try healing you?”

I ask, my face twisting

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

will allow me to

hand out to

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

gift could fix this up

and takes my hand in hers, closing her eyes and

I use when I access my

not to fall into that

heal it myself.

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

is. I see Cora push and

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