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Two days and my light might be gone forever.
The impending doom was making me wish we could just do the spell now so we could see if it worked or not. We could enjoy our last few days together without the anxiety of the spell or wecould start our lives quickly. I was dying to tell everyone that we were with child.
Katarina was asleep when I entered the room. I placed a soft kiss on her forehead, loving that she smiled in her sleep. As much as I wanted to get in bed with her, I needed to help Mr. Potter with the cleaning and setting up for tomorrow. Katarina deserved a reprieve from her work, and we needed one more night with our mate just in case… I couldn’t even finish that thought. I took a quick bath and when I came out, Katarina was still asleep, looking peaceful.
Leaving her in that warm bed was hard, but I wanted her last night here to be perfect. I went downstairs into the pack room excited that Mr. Potter had cleaned up the room a lot during the day. Picking up some trash, I put it in some boxes before I started on the fireplace. Maybe one day in the future, this place might be filled with people again. I couldn’t hope for a pack, but I hoped for a life where we could make this place thrive again.
I took a deep breath hoping to calm my racing mind as I cleaned out the fireplace. It had been a hundred and fifty years since it had been used, and it would give the dinner good lighting. Katarina had also been a little sad that the fireplaces weren’t being used as often since the weather was definitely getting warmer.
“What are you doing?”
I bumped my head on the frame of the fireplace before I glanced back at Aeon, watching him and Lucien walking towards me.
“Cleaning out the fireplace,” I grumbled, going back to work.
“What for?” Lucien asked, walking closer to me. “Have you been cleaning in here?”
“Mr. Potter has spelled most of it clean, but he saved the hardest part for me,” I said, running a brush along the inside catching all the debris from opening the shoot. “We are having agrand dinner tomorrow. Mr. Potter wants to cook for us one last time and…”
“Say his goodbye?” Lucien's voice wobbled with emotion.
“Yeah, he wanted to give us a chance to forget for a moment. Enjoy a night of food and drinking,” I said, brushing all the debris into a pan.
“That’s a good idea,” Aeon said, grabbing a bag and helping me with the trash.
“What can we do?” Lucien asked, and I was grateful.
“I wanted to grab a large table from the library and set it up now so we don’t have to do it tomorrow. I wanted to make sure there was oil in the chandelier so we could light it.” I set the grate back, I would set up the wood later. “Let's grab the table before Katarina wakes up.”
We worked in silence for the next hour before Katarina was going to come down. Mr. Potter came over to direct us to move more stuff in the room so it didn’t look so bare. He helped us set the table because we had no idea what we were doing.
“This looks good,” Aeon said, as we looked at the space.
“I’m glad Mr. Potter had the idea, I think it will be a good way to take our mind off the spell and… what could happen afterwards,” Lucien said, clearing his throat.
“Lu,” Aeon said, before bringing him in for a hug.
Lucien’s pain was my own and I threw my arms around him too.
“We might lose her,” Lucien mumbled.
“Yeah, we might lose her,” I said, not just thinking about Katarina.
“It’s a risk we all took when we mated her, but it doesn’t change the fact that we spent the last months enjoying her as much as she could.” Aeon’s voice grew gravely. “I don’t regret it. If this is the only time I have with my mate, then so be it. She willbe the light of our days for the next two hundred years and one day…”
“We will be reunited.” I finished the sentence for him.
“I don’t think I can wait that long.”
Lucien's voice sounded so lost. I knew he would take it the hardest because, with Lucien, he loved so freely that he went into his relationship’s heart first. He had always been the heart of the group, loving us even when we didn’t deserve it.
“We might not have a choice, but we will make it through this.” Aeon’s voice was so full of determination.
If Lucien loved with all his heart. Aeon loved with all his head. He was constant, just like a mathematical equation. No matter if this equation became too hard, Aeon sat down with all the patience in the world to get it right.
“We will find her again, it might not be how we imagined it, but Katarina Belladonna will always be ours in this life and the next,” I said, bleeding as much reassurance as I could into our bond.
Lucien pulled away from our embrace.
