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“We didn’t realize how bad Zev’s injuries were, but we also lost him, too,” he said, still looking away.
“Lucien, what the hell are you talking about?” I snapped confused. “You do not die and then come back.”
“When the curse was put on us, the first few years were hard, but not unbearable. We still had our families, but as time went by, our pack suffered, war came to our doorstep and slowly everyone started dying or leaving. After my mother died, I was in a very dark place.”
Lucien swallowed roughly, clenching his jaw. His lip trembled slightly.
“I tried to kill myself,” he said, so softly that I almost thought I misheard him. “I climbed to the highest point and I jumped off.”
I flinched from imagining him being in so much pain that he thought taking his life was the only way.
“I woke up two days later, with Aeon by my side, telling me he saw the entire thing.” He finally looked at me with so much pain in his eyes. “He was furious at me. He yelled at me, told me if I tried it again he would lock me away until I learned that killing myself wasn’t an option. That didn’t stop me from trying again.”
His pain was my own and all I wanted to do was hold onto him.
“Lucien.” The pain in my voice made him frown. He wiped the tears streaming down my face with his thumbs.
“That’s when we realized we couldn’t die. The curse always brought us back to life.”
My eyes widened. “What do you mean you can’t die?”
“We couldn’t take an easy way out, whoever conjured this curse thought of everything. I am meant to live out this curse for the rest of my existence.” The anger in his voice brought me chills. “So that is why I think you didn’t die, you live under this curse with us for a year before—”
He didn’t finish his sentence. He didn’t have to since we both knew what would happen to me.
“So I can’t make an easy escape either,” I stated.
“I’m glad you have the protections of the curse. Never thought I would ever say that.” He kissed my lips softly. “I would have lost you two days ago, and I would have done everything in my power to follow you.”
“Don’t say that, you still have the chance to live your life,” I said, getting angry. “You can’t just try and kill yourself if I’m not here, what if another Belladonna is able to save you? What if the Goddess deems that I’m not the one to break the curse? What if my sole purpose is to heal your hate?”
My anger really took off knowing that he would kill himself. I pulled away from him abruptly, standing up and walking away. The pain in my head was a little numb, but I still felt some of the pain as I paced in front of the bed.
“My life doesn’t make sense without you in it, Kit Kat,” he said, matter of factly. “I exist for you and because of you.”
“Look, I get that our bond tells you to feel—”
“You think my feelings are because of our bond?” He got off the bed looking furious. “Then you haven’t been listening to me. The bond doesn’t dictate what I feel, I have felt things about you even before we bonded.”
“But to kill yourself?!” I threw my hands up in frustration, realizing my mistake too late. The pain made me flinch.
“Dammit, Katarina, please get back in bed, you should be resting instead of pacing.”
“No, because this isn’t right Lucien, you shouldn’t be thinking about how to follow me. You should still be thinking about how to get out of this damn curse so you can live your life!”
“You are my life!” He shouted coming close to me. “There is no reason to live if you’re not in it.”
His feelings were too much for me. The thought of him hurting himself didn’t sit right with me. Lucien had a whole life to live and he was just going to give it all up for me?
“Lucien, do you know how crazy that sounds? What about Aeon? Are you just going to leave him?”
He pursed his lips, flared his nostrils like this was the first time he was thinking about all the questions I had just asked. He walked away from me to go look out the window. The silence between us was deafening, but he had to see that dying with me wasn’t the answer.
“Aeon would follow.” His voice was gruff.
I rolled my eyes at his admission.
“You don’t know that,” I snapped.
