Chapter : 837
Third Person POV
“I don’t understand why you are so nervous… It’s not like this is your first child,” Cora teased her older brother, Zachary, who was pacing back and forth outside of Selene’s hospital room. He didn’t want to disturb his wife while she slept.
Sleep hadn’t come easily to Selene; this had been a rather difficult pregnancy, and Selene’s body had taken a serious toll. The doctors finally gave her something that allowed her a bit of comfort, and she was able to get some much-needed sleep. Zachary and Cora decided to step out of the room to give her some space, and Zachary hadn’t stopped pacing since.
His wolf didn’t like the idea of being away from Selene, having her out of his sight, even for a second. He was trying hard to contain his wolf’s growing agitation, and Cora’s teasing wasn’t helping.
Zachary and Cora always had a good relationship; they really only had each other since their parents’ untimely death when they were young.
“You said it yourself, this child is the most powerful witch to exist,” he muttered. “Plus, this is my first daughter. I’m not sure I know how to raise a daughter.”
Cora gave her brother a comforting smile.
“It’s not like you’re going to do this on your own,” she said, putting a hand on her brother’s shoulder. “You have me in your corner, not to mention Selene.”
“If she survives giving birth to this baby,” Zachary said grimly, his wolf not liking those words coming out of his mouth, growling immediately. “She’s weak… weaker than I had ever seen her, and she’s in so much pain.”
“That’s why I’m here and I’m not leaving,” Cora assured him. “I’ll make sure she survives giving birth to this baby, and I’ll make sure that this baby’s magic doesn’t take over her small body.”
“How do you suppose you do that?” Zachary asked, narrowing his eyes.
“I read somewhere about magic transfer. Magic can be transferred to family heirlooms and kept safe until the intended owner of said magic spills their blood onto the heirloom… only then will the magic be restored.”
Zachary raised his gaze to meet his sister, and he could see the seriousness of her words.
“What?” He asked, his breathing coming out in short rasps. “Are you serious?”
Cora nodded, and she pulled out a pendant from her pocket. It was wrapped in a cloth, and when she unraveled the cloth to reveal the Moon Gem, Zachary’s breath hitched.
“Is that “
“Mom’s Moon Gem?” She asked, nodding her head. “Yes.”
“I thought it was lost years ago,” he breathed, reaching out to touch the gem, but Cora pulled it back, her eyes narrowed, and her lips turned into a scowl.
“Don’t touch it with your greasy fingers,” she scolded. “I don’t need you ruining it. It took a lot for me to keep this from you… But it was never lost. I took it and hid it for safekeeping.”
His eyes snapped to hers, and they widened.
“Why would you hide it from me?”
“Because Mom asked me to before
she died,” Cora admitted. “I’m not
entirely sure why. But she didn’t want this to get into the wrong hands.. so she told me to keep this a secret from everyone, especially you So, I kept it hidden for all of these years.”
Zachary shook his head, disbelief clouding him. He didn’t have a great relationship with his parents, at least not like the relationship Cora had with him. When they got word of their accident and went to the hospital to see them, they learned that their father died almost immediately and their mother was in critical condition, but coherent.
She didn’t want to see Zachary in
her last moments, though; she wanted to see Cora. Apparently, that tos was the reason she wanted to see Cora, and Zachary couldn’t help but feel a bit hurt and confused as to why their mother didn’t trust him. He was the big brother after all… you’d think she would trust him more than Cora with something like this… but that wasn’t the case.