#Chapter 370 – Unleashing the Flame

Ella

I fall into a little daze as I watch Hank work, as I hold my sleeping baby in my arms. It’s not that I’m not paying attention – it’s just that…I don’t really understand what they’re doing or saying, so to me it’s all just quiet repetitive work.

I do pay attention, of course, when Hank deems Cora patched up enough to roll her over onto her side so that they can perform an ultrasound. Cora gives a low moan when the nurses move her, a sound which at once pains me and gives me a little thrill of hope. Because as much as I hate to hear my sister in pain –

Damn it, at least it means she’s alive. I watch carefully as the nurses hold her still, as Hank expertly spreads some clear jelly on her stomach and then begins to search for a heartbeat. Then I bury my head in my hand a few moments later when he finds it – a fast, faint fluttering of noise. My little niece or nephew, still fighting for life.

I drag my hand away from my face a moment later to see Hank nodding to his nurses and Cora lowered back on her belly. Then, Hank turns to me, pulling off his gloves as he crosses the room and falls into a crouch so that we can be almost face-to-face while I stay seated.

“You saw?” he asks, looking up at me a little from his lowered place on the floor. “Yes,” I reply, nodding sharply. “The baby is alive, but – ”

preferable, obviously, for a mother to be so gravely wounded so early in a pregnancy. Frequently the body will decide…” he sighs and shakes his head, trying to come up with the right words. He looks up at me as he finishes his thought, “the body will sometimes decide, Ella, to prioritize

say, looking over at my

a higher risk of it right now, yes. Ella,” he says again, his voice curious now,

what I’m talking about if I start babbling on about priests in dark robes and

“So you can – you can actually like, use it to heal people – to heal

eyes at Hank suddenly, a little disturbed by his curiosity about the gift

I’m just a doctor, Ella. It’s all I really do, try to fix bodies. The idea of being able

little sigh and nod, my eyes moving back to Cora, wanting

up to his feet and looking at Cora himself. “It would help Cora, and the baby, a lot, if you were able to…I don’t know, Ella, unbind the gift? I know a lot about wolf biology, but not a lot about the religion or the magic of it all. Is there anyway to get around this? Perhaps one of the priestesses

as I realize that – that Hank may

Hank,” I say, getting quickly to my feet and

course, Ella,” he says. “The entire facility is at your disposal.” He glances back towards Cora now. “I’m going to run some tests,” he murmurs, taking a deep breath and steeling himself.” Let’s update each

eagerly to Hank and then carry Rafe over to the little computer in the corner, where I open a web browser and begin to search for the contact information

Sinclair

Roger, in mid- leap, takes the hit first, yelping and turning away as the fire burns him, singing the edges of his fur but burning out before it gets deep enough to actually hurt his

crouch defensively, my roar of attack turning into one of pain as I turn my back to the fire but feel it curling at my clothes, my skin, the

sound of my men behind me likewise taking the brunt of the flame, I turn back to

priest says, his teeth gritted as he glares at us. “I will burn you until

towards him. “Or else you’d have done it

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