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We nodded before walking over to the circle that was faintly glowing with the power of the moon. The feel of magic was like coming home after the war. It was my comfort, my life and my existence.
Katarina laid down a book with a few items. She grabbed a bowl, stepping up to Lucien first while she said an incantation before she cut his palm. My body grew cold when blood was put into a bowl. She did the same to Aeon, coming up to me next.
“No,” I growled, stepping back. “Are you really willing to give her your blood that easily? What if this is the start of another spell on us?”
“Zev, we need to be protected, I’ve—”
“You’ve what, Aeon? Seen a spell she said she was going to use?” I shook my head at their idiocy.
“We both came up with the spell, we need something to power the spell and since none of us have enough power, we need to see if we can tie it into the curse,” Aeon explained, but all I could hear was how this was a bad idea.
“Do you not hear how bad that sounds?” I looked at Aeon and Lucien. “What is it going to take for you to realize she is here for one thing, to die so the spell continues and whatever her family has up their sleeve.”
“Listen here, asshole, I don’t have to help you. I don’t have to do any of this,” Katarina snapped at me, pushing herself in front. “I’m trying to help you, but all you do is fight me at every corner. What else could I possibly do that hasn’t already been done to you before, idiot?”
Her anger excited me, making me want to push her more.
“Oh, I’m sure in your depraved mind, your family would think of something more wicked.” I snapped.
“More wicked like what?” She stood up to me but Lucien tried to stand in front of her. “Oh please Lucien, he won’t do anything to me, he—”
“He what?” I said, standing close to her.
“You’re so scared of trusting someone else because Vivienne cursed you, that now all you can think is that we are all alike.” She sneered at me as she looked up at me with pity in her eyes. “I’m not Vivienne and I think it's cruel that she did this to you but I am not my family, if you could look past her—”
“Look past what?! That I’ve been stuck here for almost two hundred years, my brothers are stuck here with me, that our pack died because of me!” I roared so loud that a lamp broke.
Aeon and Lucien pushed her behind them, protecting her from my anger but when I expected to see anger in their expression, all I saw was pity and sadness.
“Oh, take that expression off your face, I don’t need your pity,” I snarled, hating that stupid emotion.
“I can’t change what happened, but let me fix it, if I can’t, then no harm done,” she said, as Lucien growled. “I get you’re scared, but I swear I’m here to help.”
She pushed Lucien and Aeon to the side to come up to me again.
“I’m not scared. I just know better than to place my trust in someone who comes from the family who did this to us. I was helping her and she did this to us! I was going to take in that child like it was my own!”
“I am not her!” she yelled back at me.
“Your family is why we are here and—”
“They are pieces of shit!”
“Just like you! What is a useless magic-less witch going to do for us?”
A slap hit me across my face, before I was pushed back.
“Get over yourself! I am not her! You’re starting to sound like a broken record and I’m so sick of it. I am not my family, and if you think that then it’s your fucking loss.” She turned around walking away from me while Aeon and Lucien just looked at me.
“Your hate is what is keeping us here, and if you’d just help us then we could have a real chance at breaking this curse,” Aeon said, before following Katarina.
“I know Vivienne really made you wary of everyone related to her, but I’d rather try than continue down a path that has done nothing except hurt us even more.” Lucien turned around, but stopped before he left the library. “I know you feel the pull to her and I don’t know if after all these years she might be the one, but she could possibly be our savior.”
“Or she could be our damnation.”
“I think either way, I’d rather say I tried than continue to hate a family and do nothing to break free. You’re not helping us anymore, you're keeping us here.”
He left before I could say anything else. I wanted to argue, I wanted to fight, I needed something to chase the feeling of the truth. I wasn’t helping and if there was a small chance that she could break the spell, shouldn’t I take that chance?
