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Mr. Potter had already repaired most of the damage from the night Caston tried to take Katarina. A few things hadn’t been fixed, but the guy was getting exhausted and they were just some things that weren’t that important.
“Did you need help, Mr. Potter?” I asked, walking into the kitchen.
“Nope, we got it all done.” Katarina came out of the kitchen with a plate in her hand.
She smiled at me and I couldn’t form any words. Katarina looked like a succubus sent from the underworld to tease me into submission with a tight black dress she had on that showcased every curve she owned. There was a tear in the dress that came all the way up to her upper thigh, showing off her throwing knives. Her hair was pulled back with a red ribbon, but still left to cascade down her back.
“Kat got your tongue?” She smirked at me, and I realized her innuendo.
“She definitely can get my tongue if she wants to. If her so-called kitty needs love, all she needs to do is ask.” I walked up to her by the table. “I’d be happy to oblige.”
“As much as I would like to climb you like a tree right now, Mr. Potter probably wouldn’t like walking in on us.”
“And Katarina would be right, I’ve walked in on Zev enough times to last me ten lifetimes.” Mr. Potter came out of the kitchen with another tray.
“Well, we could go—”
“Nope. Lucien, we are celebrating Samhain; we planned a good dinner. Everything is planned out and when you chase me tonight, we can definitely see how good you are with your tongue.” She smirked at me, taking a tray with her to the library.
“I enjoy seeing you two together,” Mr. Potter said, handing me a tray while he picked up one as well.
“I didn’t think I was ever going to find a mate, but I do wish it was all of us,” I said, voicing my worry.
“All in due time Lucien. All they need to do is get their poop together,” he said, walking away. “Though I do find that to be such an odd expression to use.”
I laughed that Katarina was getting all of us to use her expressions.
“I think it’s to get their shit together.” I followed him to the library.
He chuckled as he floated. Once we entered, I was in awe at the transformation. Katarina had said to leave the decorating to her, but this was amazing.
“Wow,” I said, putting the tray down on the table to look around, seeing the table decorated with pumpkins, apples, tufts of wheat and candles. It looked fancier than anything we had ever done. There was also a basin full of water with apples with a sign that said ‘bobbing for apples’. Another area had two rectangles with a hole in it and another area that had a bottle with a bunch of cups.
“Do you like it?” she asked.
“I’ve never seen anything like this.” I turned around to see her look worried. “This is amazing, what is all of this?”
“Well after our offering and dinner, I figure maybe we can enjoy some games that we usually have at the celebration. We’ve mixed modern celebrations with your own. The children in the coven go crazy over them.” She smiled at me.
“It looks like fun,” I said, itching to see everything she had organized.
“Let’s give our offering and we can—”
She stopped talking as she looked behind me. I turned around to see Aeon and Zev walking in more dressed up than I had seen them in a long time. They both had on a pair of black pants. While Zev wore all black, Aeon opted for a gray shirt like mine.
Zev looked around the place with a blank expression while Aeon looked curious at what was going on.
“Hey, thanks for coming,” I said, nodding at them, glad they took my invitation.
“What’s all this?” Aeon nodded towards the games.
“Oh! Um…” Katarina’s cheeks flushed red. “I uh…”
“Katarina thought it would be nice to enjoy a little of what she grew up with,” I said, saving her from her shyness and having to explain that this is what her coven did to celebrate.
Zev narrowed his eyes at the games. I knew his mind had gone to Katarina’s family.
“Uh, we have a harvest feast, but… I…” Katarina looked extremely nervous. “I thought we could each leave a candle in the windows of the library to lead your ancestors home for the feast and the run.”
