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“I… I don’t know.” I hissed at the first puncture of the needle.
“I got to thinking after you asked what powered the curse. I knew it had to be something big because you were right, it’s been two hundred years.” He finished his last stitch on one gash. “Vivienne wasn’t strong enough to power it by herself, but what if she tied it to your family and what if your family is losing power?”
I mulled over what he had just said, wondering if it could be true.
“My sister is a powerful alchemist,” I said, confused. “But my other two sisters have earth magic.”
Mr. Potter nodded his head.
“My father is an empath, but can also control the air,” I said, trying to give him any information that might help.
“I don’t know then; I feel like nothing’s making sense,” he grumbled.
“If the magic is running out, what is your fear? Wouldn’t that be a good thing?”
“What if the magic is the only thing keeping them alive?” He finished the stitches on the other cut. “What if when the magic runs out, they die?”
I could hear the worry in his voice. He loved those men like they were his children and by his reaction right now, I knew he considered me one of his own too. Mr. Potter was the kindest soul here and I hoped he would rest in peace and enjoy the afterlife with his mate.
“I think with Ava’s grimoire things will change. I can feel it, we just needed her things, and I’m sure we will find a way to break the curse.” I grabbed his hands. “I’m going to do everything I can.”
“I know you will, you are an amazing woman Katarina and…”
His face crumpled in anguish and waves of intense emotions choked me up.
“You don’t deserve your fate if you can’t break the spell, and I wish there was something I could do.”
I had been trying not to think about what if I failed and had to die. It was still a big possibility, but I couldn’t dwell on it. I thought about making some contingencies just in case. If I died, I would go kicking and screaming until my last breath. I would make sure I left no stone unturned, even if it meant helping someone else break the spell after I was gone.
34
LUCIEN
Aeon and I needed to be closer to Katarina in the last few days since the chase. Even though Katarina didn’t hold it against Aeon or Zev, we had both taken to spoiling her a little more because we felt awful about what had happened. When I saw the gashes it on her leg, I felt even worse, but she assured me that the gashes on her leg were way better than being mauled by Zev or Aeon.
Katarina and Aeon were bent over a few books going through all three of the Belladonna’s grimoires as they sat on the sofa. Katarina had complained the chairs at the table were making her ass hurt. I sat in front of the sofa with Katarina’s feet over my shoulder, rubbing them, offering as much emotional support or whatever they needed while they worked.
They had been taken over with crafting the spell; I was nervous about having any part of it. Spell crafting wasn’t my strong point, and I didn’t want to mess it up. We had less than four months to get this right. It seemed like this might be our last hope.
“We don’t have this here,” Aeon grumbled.
“I can’t see a way around any of these ingredients. We need a powerful conduit but also something that can ground the spell.” Katarina sounded frustrated. “Maybe we can use samsonite. But then we also need this elixir, and there is no way we can have that ready in time.”
“No, not with this; if we use obsidian we will need enough to make the circle and we don’t have that amount here.” I peeked over my shoulder to see Aeon biting on his lip. “And even then, it might not be enough but you’re right, we need that elixir already made, I don’t think we have the items anyway.”
They talked back and forth about different ingredients as I stared into the fire. I hated just sitting here like a bump on a log, but I didn’t know what else to do. My knowledge wasn’t as vast as theirs. I always stayed close to make sure if there was anything I could do even though I had a need to run the perimeter.
It had been too quiet; my wolf had been anxious like he was waiting for the other shoe to drop. Zev was in a chair by the fire reading Ava’s journal, part of her grimoire. He was so desperate for answers about Vivienne, he was furiously trying to figure out what happened after she left us.
I didn’t know if he needed validation in his anger or that what he had decided to do didn’t leave us to suffer this fate because he was trying to do the right thing. I don’t know how he thought this was all his fault. He carried that burden that he had done this to us, but I didn’t know how else to tell him it wasn’t his fault.
I kissed Kit Kat’s foot before moving on to the next one. My wolf was restless, urging me to run.
“What can we replace with this?” Aeon was growing more and more frustrated.
“We might be able to ground some stones in the earth to give us the same effect but I’m not sure if it’s going to be the best replacement.” Katarina also sounded equally as frustrated. “We can’t have found a possible solution, only for us not to have the ingredients to fucking make this work.”
“You will figure it out, Kit Kat,” I said, reaching into my pocket for the one Kit Kat I allow myself to have once or twice a week. Her supply was dwindling, and I had grown very fond of this candy.
