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

baby.” She frowns a little in frustration, even though we’re all

out her joy today. Everything for

coming up roses.

with my own contented

“We’ll figure it

she says, putting her chin in her hand and scowling

been healing

say with a mock haughtiness, grinning at her,

and

in my personality -”

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

then Cora cocks

something.

and looks around. “Actually,” she

you mind if Ella and I

start to stand up but

a little.

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

time,

his mouth a little and I laugh a

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

a single moment right now not with everything they’ve

him a little

Sinclair says, wrapping

arms so that Cora and I can concentrate on

you how

laugh as the men help Henry onto the platform

head inside

I ask eagerly, moving my chair closer to my

can better see each other in the dim light of

sighs, looking down at

as she goes. “She said that you could help

twisted to the side

you think I’m like broken,

to deny that, but she puts up a hand

be healed? With your

access the gift?”

sitting up straight. “I mean, that would

to get the gift from mom

we need to like, do something to

ceremony like that.”

Do you

I say, reaching for her hands. And then,

her body. Her wolf raises her

a warm little nudge, and I smile as I sense her. Such a pretty wolf –

thousand shades of brown, from the lightest tawny to

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

come up with nothing.

her hands and sinking

fine, as far as my gift

back in the chair and gnawing at her

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

could try healing you?”

ask, my

also said all the gifts were linked. Maybe I can…heal

allow me to like, access

to her. “I cut my finger this

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

gift could fix this up in

and takes my hand in hers, closing her

state I use when I access

not to fall into that same meditative

heal it myself.

little when I do feel a very slight tingling

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

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