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“Let’s see if you can have children now, asshole.” I grabbed Vivienne's book before I walked away.
“Who gave you her book?” Zev was standing, red in the face, looking at Vivienne’s grimoire.
“I found it.” I shrugged before continuing to walk away from him, hoping Aeon didn’t get in trouble for giving it to me.
I knew he was following me, but I tried not to seem too concerned. He was not going to get to me, I wouldn’t let him see how much he had affected me. As much as I wanted to walk faster, my pace was leisurely as I reached the stairs. Before I could go to my room, Zev took the book from my hands.
“Hey asshole, give that back,” I snarled, turning around
“You broke the spell on it.” He sounded surprised when he opened it up. A flash of hurt crossed his face looking at the pages. He looked vulnerable, my heart wanted to hurt for him.
“Give it back, I need—”
“No.” His voice was guttural.
“I’m trying to see if I can break—”
“Did you read all of it?” He looked desperate.
“No… I was almost—”
“You can have it back later,” he said, walking away from me up the stairs.
“No, you can have it after me, I’m almost done with it,” I growled, getting more frustrated as I chased him up the stairs.
“Zev, give me the damn book.”
“No,” he growled, making the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. His wolf was present and I remembered we had already got our ten minute warning. He continued to walk up the stairs while I watched his juicy ass sway side to side. I let him go thinking he won, but I would get it back. He always underestimated me and I loved proving him wrong.
16
ZEV
Iwoke up with Aeon and Lucien again. Last night was always rough even though it had been so long since it had happened. After we had been cursed, everything went downhill. My father died a few weeks later. My mothers were devastated, and soon after a lot of people left the pack.
Those that stayed were the most loyal to my father. It was hard to run a pack, while actively trying to break the spell. Not being able to leave also posed a problem. I had to assign people to do jobs that were meant for Lucien and Aeon, people I trusted, but now I had to place the wellbeing of the pack on people who I wasn’t comfortable with.
We had grown weak over the years as more and more people left. I was angry at first, that they would turn their backs on us. We had given them protection and a great pack life for years. The night of the attack made me realize that we weren’t equipped to be a pack anymore. Another pack, not too far from us, needed supplies for their war against another coven of witches.
Most of the pack died that night, while I was stuck behind the wards of the curse and not long after that, everyone else did too. My mothers, Lucien’s mother and one of his fathers were the last to die, but that night we lost one of Lucien's fathers and Aeon’s entire family.
It was one of the hardest nights of my life when I had to break the news to my brother that his family had died protecting us. Guilt weighed heavily on my shoulders, regretting that I couldn’t find a way to bring the people inside the wards. Everyone was dying because of me. Yesterday was the anniversary of the day it happened and every year we always mourned the loss of our loved ones. Once the last of the pack died the first Belladonna showed up.
They walked right through the gate like they owned the place. When they told us the extent of the spell, we were outraged. It was the same words I heard the night we were cursed. They played dumb, saying they didn’t know what had happened, but I knew Vivienne was the one who had cast the curse. She had always been powerful, and within the last few weeks, she had been slowly pulling away from us.
Remembering that I took Vivienne’s book away from Katarina, I slowly removed myself from our pile. Every day we woke up like this, it healed a tiny part of my soul. My isolation had affected me more than I wanted to admit. I missed my brothers, my pack mates, and my friends. I knew we were nowhere near being healed, but it felt like we were going in the right direction.
One of them had given the book to Katarina and as much as I wanted to be mad, I wasn’t. If this helped Katarina, then she needed to read it, but I also needed answers. My mind had gone over Vivienne and my last conversation a million times. I thought everything was fine, I was helping her at the cost of getting us all in trouble. If my father found out it wasn’t my child, he would have been furious. Vivienne’s parents were equally as vicious, and I wouldn’t doubt they would have made her give up the baby.
I looked back at Aeon and Lucien cuddling before I left, grateful that they had found their way back to each other. They deserved love. If we were stuck here for forever they deserved to be able to spend it together.
The library entrance was the closest to us, so I walked in looking around for Katarina. She was upset yesterday. I knew she was going to retaliate and I had to be two steps ahead of her. I needed just enough time to read it and see if I could find out anything new.
It was quiet in the library. The air didn’t have her scent in it either, so she wasn’t in here and hadn’t been recently. Passing the dining room, there was minimal food on the table. Mr. Potter always took it the hardest. His grief fed my own, making me hate that he was here suffering with us as well. Even though his mate had already died, my father and this pack were also very close to Mr. Potter’s heart.
At the last minute, I decided to take food up to my room to eat while I read. Hamburgers, apparently two pieces of bread with meat in the middle, were very popular in the present day. It was ok, but give me a piece of meat and some potatoes and I would be happy. The new food he had been making was delicious, but I was a simple man.
Eating the burger in a few bites, I made my way up the stairs, but Katarina’s scent caught my attention. I ran to my room, seeing it looking exactly how I had left it, but her sweet perfume was all over the room. Going to my hiding place in the closet, I pushed open the wall to expose the weapons and drawers.
