Strings of Fate

176- Anticlimactic and assistance

Nothing happens. Well that was anticlimactic. “So… is something meant to happen?” Harry asks. I shrug.

“I don’t know. I’m not a Witch.” I point out.

“Well… can you let go of the bottle now?” Bellamy asks. Without hesitation, Harry opens his fingers and the GLASS bottle goes tumbling towards the floor. I gasp in horror. Bellamy’s hand snaps out and catches it at the last second.

“Oops. Talk about cat–like reflexes though.” He holds up his now free hand to Bellamy for a high–five. Bellamy just glares at him and hands me the potion bottle.

“Thanks. Good catch, Bels. Harry… I’m starting to see why Cam spelled the bottle onto your hand. Why would you just DROP the potion?” I demand.

“You said to let go. I let go.” He says unrepentantly.

“I didn’t mean- Ugh. Why am I even bothering? This is a waste of time.” A thought occurs to me and I smirk at Harry. He looks at me suspiciously.

“What? What did you just think of?” He demands. I shrug.

“Oh, nothing much. Just that I should complement Cam on how thoughtful she was to spell this bottle to your hand after what I just saw, I did promise her an update.” I say, promise in my tone. Harry’s eyes widen in horror.

“NO! Don’t do that! She already thinks I’m irresponsible!” He objects. Harry turns to Bellamy.

“I have Shifter friends, I knew you would catch it. Seriously, I did. I knew it wouldn’t get broken!” He insists. Bellamy looks tom between being smug and annoyed. Like he’s thinking “duh of course I can catch it, but you’re still an ass.” Harry looks like he’s on the verge of a panic attack. I take pity on him.

“It’s alright Harry. I won’t say anything. I know you wouldn’t have broken it. Not really.” I reassure him. Bellamy still looks doubtful, but when Harry turns to look at him with pleading eyes he gives a slight nod and I smile at him. It’s sweet that Harry is actually taking it seriously with Cam, although I doubt she realises that yet. He isn’t great at appearing like he takes anything seriously, especially himself. As is demonstrated by how he is currently licking the whiskey off his fingers.

glances at me and I shrug. With a sigh, Bellamy steps into the kitchen to grab a glass and returns with a drink for him. He also gets me a drink,

drinking?” Harry asks, Bellamy shakes his

having a great day. Don’t really want to dull it with alcohol.” He says cheerfully with a

in his most childish

He looks pointedly between Bellamy and I. Bellamy smirks and I

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But I’m only going to say this once, then you need to leave and I don’t want to hear a single word from you. Harass me in

repressing a squeal. Bellamy steps up beside me and hooks his

said it back, in case that

the front

rolls his eyes. Then he

I’m leaving and saying noth

meantime, I need to go remind Cam that she totally owes me for helping

someone who actually knows Kiara well enough to be able to use it.” I say. I can’t decide if having the potion is exciting or depressing. It’s like having the key to a car that doesn’t work. Sure, it’s great. You have a car and it MIGHT be useful. But unless you can get it working, all it does is take up space and make you feel guilty, particularly when you know how useful it COULD be. Bellamy agrees and offers to put it in

I

I’ll show you, come on.” He says cheerfully, leading me by the hand. In the office he shows me how there is a safe built in behind one of the bookshelves. It’s kind

on TV.

gives me the code. Most of what is in it is random paperwork, but there are a few other items, jewellery, weird looking artefacts. I ask about them and Bellamy explains that most of the Shifter’s spelled or confiscated items are kept here. Most of them aren’t really all that useful. He also keeps paperwork, proof of ownership and the important documentation for the many businesses the Shifters are involved in. I carefully place the potion in a little empty corner, pushing it back to make sure that it’ll be safe and won’t tip out or anything when the safe

for anything urgent before we get ready for bed. I climb into the recliner and push it back as far as it goes. I have every intention of just zoning out, maybe scrolling aimlessly through some

an issue I was hoping to get help with. I’m not sure that Alpha Kane is the right person to discuss it with. A few of my friends suggested I message this number. They said you and the Alpha are good friends and you might be

My name is Sara