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And what about witches? Would they punish us too if they found out that Mom broke their law? It was clear now why Mom never wanted to join a coven, and why every time she met witches, she ran in the opposite direction.
I knew it wasn’t my fault I was born. But the fact that I didn’t have a say in the matter didn’t make me feel better. I was the reason her life was so miserable and that she was in danger.
And now, I was putting Finn in danger too.
Finn.
My feelings for him weren't only some attraction to a handsome and sexy-as-hell guy. I liked everything about him. He was smart, funny, kind, devoted, and many other things. And he was strong.
I can’t help it. I love sexy, smart, and strong.
And above all I just mentioned, we had so much in common. He was right about that special connection. That’s why I knew I could trust him from the moment he spoke to me. At least in my heart. Though, it might have taken some time for my brain to catch up. But Finn—he knew it from the moment he saw me. Even before he learned that, just like him, I was born from a wolf and a witch.
* * *
I helped Finn to make dinner.
When I told Mom, she raised a brow with a smile.
“What? I did. I helped put tomatoes on the plate.”
It turned her smile into laughter.
After we ate, Mom and Finn went to have a glass of wine on the patio, and I went upstairs. I put on a bit of makeup, gathered up my hair, and pinned it with a wooden hairpin that looked like a little wand. Still wearing my sand-colored dress, I headed outside.
It was dark now. I glanced at the patio, and in the lamp lights, I saw Finn, who was now sitting alone, waiting for me.
I looked back at the house. “I’ll go tell Mom that we—”
“I already did.” Finn walked to me, threw his arm around my back, and pulled me to his side.
“What did you say to her? You didn’t tell her I wanted to see you turn, did you? Because I’m pretty sure she’s seen that process before, and she knows how it works.”
“No, not turn. I only said you wanted to see my wolf.”
“Did you say it with your eyes glowing like that? Because she’s not stupid, you know.”
“Oh, believe me, I know. Let’s go.” Pulling me along, he started toward the woods.
* * *
FINN
I didn’t want Spencer to talk to her mother right now. Clare was upset, and even though she held it together during the dinner, the moment Spencer went upstairs, she let out her frustration and disappointment at once.
“There’s only one day left, and we’re back to nothing. We need a plan B.”
She found what she was looking for in my great-grandmother’s grimoire. There was a drawing of the bracelet, the symbols, and the spell to connect those symbols and empower the object. The only problem was that the spell should be cast during the full moon, and since it would be the night when Spencer would be turning, there wouldn’t be enough time to prepare the necklace so that option was now off the list.
Clare was on the verge of tears, and she went back to the library so that Spencer wouldn’t see her when she came back.
As angry and as devastated as I was, sitting alone with my heavy thoughts and with my blood boiling in my veins, the moment I saw Spencer coming out of the house, the storm in my head, the panic—everything stopped. My wolf surfaced and both of us glowed as if we saw a sun that came out to chase away the dark, menacing clouds.
All I needed was the look of her blue eyes to make me whole and strong again.
I took her down to the river. We crossed the bridge, and from the darkness of the woods, we came out to the meadow drenched in moonlight.
I took off my shirt, pulled her to my chest, and bowed my head, waiting for her lips to reach out. They did and slightly brushed against mine.
