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A scream ripped through the night making both of us still for a second before we ran towards Katarina.
“Is she ok?” I asked, as we ran.
“I… I don’t know,” Lucien's voice wavered. “I don’t feel her.”
11
KATARINA
Ithrew another book across the room in frustration. Nothing was giving me answers, I wasn’t any closer to finding out the truth than I was almost five months ago. Irritation clawed at me from looking at all these useless books. The weight of this stupid fucking curse was crushing me with every day that passed.
We were no closer to finding a spell for the wards or finding a damn spell that would break the curse. I snapped, pushing all the parchment off my bed, and started throwing all the books across the room until my grandmother's book was the only one left on my bed.
Tears welled in my eyes at the longing in my heart. I missed my grandmother, I missed Serena, and my life before this mess. But I didn’t miss my life for long when I thought of never having met Lucien or Aeon. And I definitely didn’t miss having to deal with Caston and all his bullshit.
My heart felt like it was being pulled in two directions. The need to be away from here, and the need to be exactly where I was at the moment. I took a few deep breaths to reset and then got to picking up all the notes on parchment Aeon and I had made.
I set them down on top of my grandmother's grimoire before I picked up the rest of the books. My room was a mess, so I proceeded to pick it up, hang clothes and actually put them away in drawers. The soft thunder outside had me opening the balcony doors to enjoy the storm that was coming. Rain always brought me comfort, and hopefully the storm outside settled my raging emotions.
Taking a deep breath, I hoped my feelings weren’t being funneled to Lucien, he didn’t need to put up with anymore of my erratic emotions. Thinking a little harder about him, I could feel an array of emotions coming from him. He was content and that in itself made me a little happier too.
As I was organizing the stuff in my trunk, the necklace Serena gave me before I left caught my eye. Before I knew what I was doing, I grabbed it, holding it tightly and whispered the enchantment she weaved into it. The stone warmed in my hand, making my heart race with excitement.
We had never tested how far these would work, but I was desperately praying to the goddess that it worked. Time slowly ticked by, and I realized it was already past two in the morning. Serena was probably asleep. I stared down at the necklace wondering if this was useless, but there had to be a reason she had given me the necklace.
Serena had put a lot of thought into giving me everything I needed while I was here. She knew I would contact her. I’m just hoping she hadn’t given up on me, thinking I was never going to message her back.
I laid the stone on the nightstand, hoping to use it at a more reasonable hour but I was still disappointed. All I wanted was someone to talk to, express my fears, my concerns. And I mostly just needed some girl talk. I was dying to tell someone about Lucien and me, but the fear of rejection made me wonder if anyone needed to know about our union.
All of these emotions were getting to me. I wanted a moment of weakness where I didn’t have to worry about anything. Taking a deep breath, I banished my negative thoughts away before I figured out what else I wanted to research.
I rubbed my temples to relieve some tensions before I grabbed Vienienne’s grimoire. The last few entries had been about her and Thane, graphically fooling around. One of the entries was way too much information for me. I knew everyone had sex but to hear details about your grandmother doing it, no thank you.
If she hadn’t already been promised to the guys, it sounded like she and Thane might have been really great together. She could have just been a regular witch, binding herself to someone who would have loved her, given her a good life.
I opened the grimoire up to where I had left off, ready to figure out what the hell had happened already. My impatience was getting to me, all I wanted to do was find something I could work with.
Thane is my every thought. I wake up and think of him. He is always on my mind and I’m seeing him everywhere. We can’t keep our hands off each other, and I sneak out every night just to see him. Our magic is getting stronger and stronger. Last night he called me his love, he didn’t even realize he had said it until I said something.
I asked him if he loved me, he looked away quickly, but nothing could hide that blush. We made sweet love that night, and we confessed our love for each other. I’m playing with fire but the more time that goes by, I’m finding I’m caring less and less. I want it all to burn.
Vivienne fell in love. Is that why she cursed them? I leaned back in the chair realizing she was probably desperate, she felt like she had no choice. I was instantly angry that she was selfish enough to damn these men for her own benefit when she could have easily done something else. She could have chosen anything else but chose to make them suffer for years for her mistakes. The shame at what she had done made me feel even worse.
Could my family suck any more?
I closed my eyes when I suddenly felt a sharp pain behind them, making me wince. Taking a deep breath, the sharpness felt like it was getting worse. When the pain wouldn’t let up, I tried to get up from the bed to check my nightstand to see if I had any vials of pain medicine.
My vision was going spotty as I tried to look through the drawer. I came up with nothing and the need to curl up from the pain was intense. My breathing was getting more erratic the more the pain in my head intensified.
“Mr. Potter,” I cried out, hoping he would hear me.
My vision completely went black while I blinked repeatedly trying to gain it back. Blood was pounding in my ears as panic took over. A chill ran its way down my back like a foreboding presence.
“Mr. Potter!” I screamed.
I felt around me as I tried to walk to the door, even though I knew it wasn’t close to three am, but I had to find someone. Feeling around the room, I slowly found my way to the door. The pain had stopped completely and I slowly regained my vision.
My body was shaking from the pain when I fell on my knees, trying to figure out what the hell had happened. I felt a slight throb from what I suspected to be stress but now I was wondering what the hell was wrong with me. A small part of me wondered if this might be my magic coming in or maybe my body was just tired?
