Chapter 394
#Chapter 394 – By the Light of the Fire
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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,ughing 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.”
Sinir 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 allugh 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 myp, 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 ording 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 shootingsers from his eyes,” Roger murmurs, leaning forward to study my
son. I shoot a little re 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,” Sinir 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, ring 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?”
“No,” she replies, sighing a little. “I can’t even figure out what mine is, let alone the baby.” She frowns a
little in frustration, even though we’re all aware that nothing is going to wipe out her joy today.
Everything for her – for all of us – ising up roses.
“That’s all right Cora,” I say with my own contented sigh, leaning back in my chair. “We’ll figure it out.”
“It would be convenient,” she says, putting her chin in her hand and scowling at me a bit, “if my gift had
been healing too. Considering that I’m a doctor.”
“Yes,” I say with a mock haughtiness, grinning at her, “that would be convenient, but not everyone can
be as gentle, and loving, and restorative as me, Cora – it’s in my personality -”
And even as she gives me a little false re, and Iugh, Sinir nods as if it’s a fair point. But then
Cora cocks her head to the side, clearly considering something.
Then, she sits up straight and looks around. “Actually,” she says to the men, “would you mind if E
and I had a minute out here alone?”
Henry and Sinir immediately agree and start to stand up but Roger frowns just a little. “Why?” he
asks.
“Something mom said,” Cora says, turning to him, “about E…being able to help. Do you mind? A little
sister time, to see if we can sort through it?”
Roger twists his mouth a little and Iugh a little when I see that he does mind, just a bit – but I forgive
him, because I know he doesn’t want to be separated from her for a single moment right now not with
everything they’ve just discovered. But still, when she gives him a little shove, he sighs and stands up
“Come on, new papa,” Sinir says, wrapping an arm around Roger’s shoulders after taking Rafe from
my arms so that Cora and I can concentrate on each other. “I’ll teach you how to change a diaper.”
Roger groans but Cora and Iugh as the men help Henry onto the tform lift and then head inside
the RV.
“So, what are you thinking?” I ask eagerly, moving my chair closer to my sister’s so that we can better
see each other in the dim light of the fire.
“Something mom said,” Cora sighs, looking down at her hands and clearly thinking it through as she
goes. “She said that you could help me figure it out.” Cora looks up at me now, her mouth twisted to the
side as she tries to work through it. “Do you think I’m like broken, or something?”
I immediately open my mouth to deny that, but she puts up a hand to stop me. “No, I mean like, do I
need to be healed? With your powers? So that I can ess the gift?”
“Oh,” I say, curious and sitting up straight. “I mean, that would make sense – I had to go out into the
desert to get the gift from mom – or at least to ess it. Maybe…maybe we need to like, do something
to get it going. Some sort of ceremony like that.”N?vel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.
“Worth a try,” she says, shrugging.” Do you want to…give it a shot?”
“Sure,” I say, reaching for her hands. And then, quite quickly, I run my power through and over her
body. Her wolf raises her nose to the gift as it passes her, giving it a warm little nudge, and I smile as I
sense her. Such a pretty wolf – her fur a thousand shades of brown, from the lightest tawny to nearly
ck..
But as I scan Cora, seeking any ces that she’s hurt or tied up or anything…Ie up with nothing.
“Sorry, Cora,” I sigh, dropping her hands and sinking back onto the chair. “You’re totally fine, as far as
my gift can sense.”
“Boo,” she says, likewise sinking back in the chair and gnawing at her lip. I watch her as she moves on
to the next option. “Um,” she says, “do you think I could try healing you?”
“What?” I ask, my face twisting with confusion.
“Well, mom also said all the gifts were linked. Maybe I can…heal a little? And maybe doing that will
allow me to like, ess my full ability?”
“Okay,” I say, and I hold my hand out to her. “I cut my finger this morning on a bottle cap, T say with a
sigh, realizing that I’ve been meaning to heal it all day and just got distracted. ” My gift could fix this up
in a cinch can you do it?”
Cora shrugs and takes my hand in hers, closing her eyes and pushing herself to fall into the meditative
state I use when I ess my gift. I do my very best to stay very still and, importantly, not to fall into that
same meditative state and heal it myself.
After a few minutes, I gasp a little when I do feel a very slight tingling at my fingertip where the cut is. I
see Cora push and concentrate, but then, five minutester, when she opens her eyes and peers down
at it, she scowls and pushes my hand away.
“Still there,” she says, scowling.
“I know,” I sigh, holding it up to look at my hand. “I did feel a little tingling though. And it does feel
better.”
“Really?” she asks, interested. “Yeah,” I say, smiling at her. “It’s interesting that they’re linked. Maybe
we can all do like, a little bit of each other’s stuff. But I do think that it’s fair to say that healing is not
your gift.”
“Well then what is it -” she sighs, scowling and starting to get frustrated. I tuck my feet beneath me and
smile at my sister, who has always been a little more hot-headed than me.
“Do you think it makes sense that I’m a healer?” I ask quietly. “Mom said that our gifts match our
personalities.”
“Well duh, E,” Cora says, rolling her eyes at me a little bit. “You’re the most maternal person I’ve ever
met – all you want to do is take care of everyone, especially babies, and fix things-
“True,” I say, cocking my head to the side, pleased at the idea. “I’d heal the whole world if I could.”
“But that doesn’t help me,” Cora says, starting to lose her temper a little bit. I look up at the sky, where
in the distance I hear a tiny bit of thunder roll. I wonder, passively, if we’re going to move our little think
tank inside.
“Well, what’s your key personality trait?” I ask, curious. Cora res at me a little. “I don’t know,” she
answers in a huff. “Being frustrated? Stubborn? Closed off to everything? I mean, I didn’t let Roger
even get close to me for months – and he’s my mate -”
“That’s not true, Cora,” I say, leaning forward and frowning at her. “You’re… well, you’re stubborn, but
you close yourself off because you feel things so intensely -”
“Well, what the hell is the good of that,” she snaps, ring at me a little, even though I can tell she
doesn’t mean it and instantly feels bad about it.
I nce upwards at the sky as the breeze picks up, blowing in storm clouds faster than I thought they
could move. And my lips part, just a little bit…
“Cora…” I whisper.
“No seriously, E!” She says, throwing a hand up and heaving a big sigh as she res into the fire.
“What kind of stupid gift matches someone like me – what, can I like, turn things to rock? Can I halt
trains in their tracks with sheer will? Can I…can I like freeze people in ce, just by ring at them?”
She scowls as she crosses her arms across her chest, “that’s what my previous dating history would
suggest, at least,” she grumbles.
And, precisely in time with that grumble, thunder rumbles through the sky. But Cora doesn’t notice.
“Cora,” I say again, a grin spreading over my face.
“Seriously, E,” she says, snapping her gaze to me. “What kind of gift matches up with someone who
is so headstrong, so constantly agitated, so-
But put out a hand towards her, interrupting her. “So…tempestuous?” I say, a smile spreading wide
across my face. Cora goes still when she sees my expression. “What?” she says, frowning at me.
“What is it? What did you figure out?”
But I say nothing, justughing and holding up my hands as the rain starts to patter all around us. And
Cora’s jaw drops open.