“Can we not do this?” Lovely pleaded. “We’re here to celebrate Maggie marrying the wolf king.”
“Stop calling him that,” Draco snapped with a show of his fangs. Lovely raised her hands in surrender.
“Why are you so defensive–––”
“Because it sounds ignorant…more than usual from you, Lovely.” Draco fussed.
“You’re the expert in all things wolf, you should know. You only been fucking behind the four legs since the beginning. Watch how you speak to my cousin,” I threatened.
“Bellamy it’s fine…He’s possessive of his wolfy friends,” Lovely said as she leaned against me. Her arm linked into mine, but her attention was only on Draco. “I mean no harm, Draco.”
“Where is Wesley?” I asked.
“Still recovering,” Milly said. “That incident at the church took a while to get over. I didn’t think I would make it…It’s unfortunate the others died but…” She linked her arm withDorian. “Some of us just happened to be a little more resilient than others.” Carmilla turned to look back at me. “How long do we have to pretend this Maggie girl is the Holy fucking Grail?”
“She is the Holy fucking Grail,” I stated but Carmilla rolled her eyes.
“Moon God…please…”
“You saw what she did at the church. She is exactly who they say she is. The moon with power beyond our comprehension,” I reminded her. The irony in keeping this fairytale alive in order to save our family wasn’t lost on me. Especially when people were beginning to doubt it now that my grandfather came out and said it was a lie.
I looked down at my phone seeing a message from my mother saying she was here with everyone. Although we haven’t truly spoken since then, I took advantage of her trying to reach out to me by telling her about my sister getting married off. I still had nothing to say to the woman.
“My mother is here,” I said.
Everyone looked at me as Lovely stepped in front of me, eyes widening to an impossible size. She clasped my face together with a loud gasp.
“BELLAMY?!” She shrieked. “Are you serious?! You’ve come in contact with your mother!? Is she like Maggie?!”
“She is like us,” I said dryly. “That’s not all. We’re meeting Marvin’s children…All three of them.”
“His…children?” Draco asked. “What exactly have we missed?”
I didn’t respond nor did I move as I watched a familiar motherly figure with thick curly hair walking up with a purse on her arm. She wore jeans, sneakers and a t-shirt, andshe looked pissed and somewhat…scared. If even possible, she looked nervous and angry all in one. Naturally, I watched every wolf that was lingering around, lay eyes on my mother and for a second, I thought I would react if they mistakenly moved towards her but instead, when she looked around, her eyes eventually landed on me. She wasn’t sure if she should come towards me or not. Lucky for her, the idea of having a perfect mother son relationship is long gone. I didn’t care one way or another at this point.
“That’s your mother.” Draco stated, as if anyone asked for confirmation. “That has to be her. You two look just alike.”
“Ohhhh emmm faeee!” Lovely squealed as she quickly hurried over in her chunky shoes, and tight dress. “Ms. Bellamy!?”
Cynthia froze, startled at the name as my cousin Lovely went up to her like a child to welcome her. Draco cut his eyes towards me again before slowly making his way over. I remained where I was, too proud to look needy. I started to pull out a third cigarette, only halfway smoking them before tossing them to the ground when I heard their footsteps in the dry grass walk towards me.
“Bellamy! You did not tell me your mother has no idea where Maggie is either!” Lovely gasped. “This can’t be right! Why has no one gone to look for her?!”
“Maggie is fine,” I said, looking at my shoes. “She’s not in any danger.”
“The boy told me as much…One of her friends heard from her,” Cynthia said, voice interrupting my guarded headspace. Draco cleared his throat while Lovely clung to my mother, looking from me to her.
“Oh you will have to excuse my cousin Bellamy. He is the sweetest man but never wants anyone to know it. That mean tough guy act is just that…an act. He wouldn’t hurt a fly.”
“I can hurt you,” I said to Lovely who only laughed.
“No you won’t, Bells. Please,” she waved off.
“Lovely?” Draco called out. “Why don’t we go off and find Maze so you can see how she’s carrying–––”
“No, you can stay,” I threatened. “There are other family members you’ll want to meet.”
Carmilla made her way forward as she stood before my mother and for a moment, I thought she would actually be nice for once.
