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I didn’t know whose child it was, but they would be mine no matter who was the father. I had been restless since Mr. Potter confirmed my suspicion, hating every moment. Being angry at her had come easy.
“While they are upstairs enjoying what could be their last moments together, you're here sulking.” Mr. Potter appeared next to me outside, holding some wet rags.
I let them go have their fun; they were giving her something I couldn’t at the moment. My anger was too great, and I knew they knew something was different or at least Aeon did. I stayed outside, enjoying the moonlight, trying to calm my wolf who was desperate for me to go to her.
“I think I have a right to sulk,” I grumbled.
“You do, but you’re also being unreasonable,” Mr. Potter said, in that fatherly tone.
I exhaled harshly, knowing he was going to give me a lecture whether I wanted it or not.
“She’s scared,” he said softly. “While I know this is all going to work out, this woman has gone through so much, and as a mate, she’s trying to protect you all. If it had been up to her, she wouldn’t have burdened any of you and taken her pregnancy to the grave, literally.”
“She—”
“Wait.” He interrupted me. “If she doesn’t break the spell, don’t waste the last few days you have with her. She is your mate, support her even if you don’t agree with her, especially during pregnancy. Her body is making a human, and right now her emotions are high, her body doesn’t feel like her own. With the weight of this curse, I’m surprised she hasn’t had a total freak-out, as she likes to call them.”
I chuckled at his choice of words, warming my soul that she had wormed her way into all our hearts. He was right, like always.
“She put you in a bad position, now you have to suffer alone if something happens to her? But you’ve sacrificed yourself for Lucien and Aeon over and over again. What makes this time so different?”
I looked over at Mr. Potter, seeing him more ghostly than usual. His features were not as prominent anymore and it was easy to see right through him. Were we heading in the right direction? Did this mean she was actually breaking the spell? I tried not to get excited, but hope unfurled in my chest.
“You’re right, but it hurts to suffer alone. I don’t want to have to do that again, for who knows how long.” I swallowed the lump in my throat. “I've suffered alone for two hundred years, and I can’t imagine doing that again. I don’t know if I could survive. I would rather join her in the afterlife.”
“Then let's pray to the Goddess this spell is the right one, and we can all be free.” I heard the slight fear in his voice.
“Thank you,” I said, knowing I owed him more than just a thanks. “I don’t know how we would have survived without you.”
“You would have. You boys are resourceful,” he said with confidence that I surely didn’t have.
“We would have been lost to our grief and anger,” I said, knowing his meals and his fatherly talks made us keep our humanity. “If you weren't here, I don’t think we would have been ready for her or given her a chance. You stood up for her when no one else did.”
“As much confidence as I have in you boys, I think you're right,” He chuckled. “The only one who didn’t require a talk was Lucien, but that boy stood no chance against her. I think he knew what she was that first night she was here.”
“Lucien has always been the best of us,” I said, smiling.
“He rounded out your broody tendencies and your logical natures.” Mr. Potter smiled. “When you break the curse, remember there is no one stronger than the force of you three. Trust your pack, but more than that, trust your mate. And more importantly give all your children a kiss from me.”
His voice broke as I looked over at my mentor who I had grown to love like a father. He was someone who, no matter what, stood by my side even when I was being insufferable. Reaching over, I pulled him in for a hug, thankful that he still felt solid.
“I can’t thank you enough. Once this curse is broken, I hope you find peace with your mate and the afterlife is everything you dreamed of.” I held onto him feeling like I was losing my father all over again. Tears fell down my face, not ready to lose him.
“I hope you all live a full and happy life,” he whispered, holding on to me tighter.
We held onto each other for a few minutes in silence. Breaking this curse was everything I wanted, but the fear of losing Mr. Potter hurt more than I had imagined. He had become a staple in our lives and living a life without him made me more scared than I’d like to admit.
“I was thinking of doing one more dinner for you all, the night before the spell. Something big and grand,” he said, as we pulled away.
I laughed because of course he would want to take care of us one more time.
“I think we are going to need the distraction,” I said, wiping my eyes. “What do you have planned?”
Mr. Potter grinned before he went into detail, and it was perfect.
Since the librarywas being used for the spell, we decided the pack room would be the best place to have our dinner. The following evening, I went up to our room, noticing that it was one in the morning. Staying human longer every night healed a little part of me. I appreciated every hour I was human, and even though I had always been a bit more wolf than man, my wolf had been happy too.
Every morning we enjoyed an hour or two of the sun before we willingly gave ourselves over to the curse. The burden of the curse no longer weighed me down, but the possibility of losing the one thing that made a difference was starting to feel heavy.
