Complicated

Cataline Mercier Wintour had spent her whole life training to be an Olympic athlete, but when a tragic accident lands her and her party-oriented sister, Carson, across the country back in their old childhood home in Cape May, New Jersey. Cat can't help but give up on her dreams, but when she unexpectedly runs into striking, young, Frenchman Archer Corbett Henri Demonte and his group of strange friends her entire world is flipped upside down. Old secrets from the past start to unravel and when Cat becomes entrusted with the secrets of Archer and his friends things start to become a little complicated...

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13. Chater 13

“Grace is no better than you, mon chaton.” My mother said softly as she combed her fingers through my wet hair.

    “Ma mère, what if Archer takes her side over mine and decides to wipe my memory?” I sighed, looking out at the ocean longingly.

    “You have to trust him, mi amor. If he loves you then you need to trust him.”

    “I just wished there was a way for me to fix this. I need to find a way to show them that I belong there.”

    “There is, Cataline. There’s a spell, don’t ask me how I know, but it’s a spell that has to be preformed by faeries and you need the blood of an immortal. Basically, the way it works is it makes you identifiable as kindred to the renaître. I think this would make it so the renaître would have to accept you and Grace couldn’t wipe your memory.”

    “Do you know the name of the spell?” I asked, listening intent. This was my answer, this was my supernatural loophole.

    “Signum Magia.”

 

My eyes shot open, my mother’s voice still ringing in my ears.

    Signum Magia.” I whispered, the latin words rolling off my tongue. I immediately picked up my phone and dialed Luc’s number, listening to the ringing, waiting for her to answer.

    “Cat? It’s two in the morning. What’s up?” He groaned. I looked at the flashing red numbers on my clock. Whoops.

    “I think I found something.” I said excitedly.

    “I assume you’re talking about your whole solution to the not getting your memory wiped thing? If so, can it wait till the sun’s up?”

    “I have found something that will keep me from forgetting. No it can’t wait. Get up.” I heard him groan on the other end and what sounded like the shifting of covers.

    “Okay. I’m up, I’m up. Do you want me to come get you?” He asked groggily.

    “Get yourself some coffee first and then yes, come get me.” I was practically jumping up and down trying to contain my excitement.

    Luc got here half an hour after we got off the phone, giving me time to shower and get dressed. And also, get my own cup of coffee. I heard the door lock click and I ran down the stairs only to be greeted by my glamorous sister who was obviously a little drunk.

    “Going somewhere? It’s two a.m. What would Gran and Pops think?” Carson smirked, leaning against the doorway, blocking my exit as Luc called.

    “Meeting the boyfriend are we?”

    “No, just a friend and coming home drunk again are we?” I retorted, “You cover for me in the morning, Gran won’t ever know you had a few drinks before coming home.” I could see the look of terror flash across Carson’s face as she imagined the wrath of Gran.

    “Deal.” She said quickly, moving out of my way and sliding off her heels before sprinting up the stairs to her bedroom. I shook my head as I closed the door quietly and smiled as I saw Luc flick his headlights back on.

    “I figured you’d be warmer in my car, than on Archer’s bike.” He said as I climbed into the passenger seat.

    “Whatever you found, better be worth the loss of sleep.” He sighed as we pulled out of my grandparent’s driveway.

    “Trust me it is.”

 

 

****

 

    “Cat, we’ve been searching for this spell for the last hour and a half, are you sure you don’t want me to call Archer or JP and see if we can get there help on this?” Luc asked quietly as he shifted through the pages of an ancient book.

    “I’m sure, I don’t want to tell Archer until I’m absolutely positive this ‘Signum Magia’ spell will work and correct me if I’m wrong, but I don’t think Jean-Philippe likes me very much.” I reminded him as I flipped the page of an ancient grimoire from Madelaine’s ancestors.

    “I found it!” I shouted and then quickly quieted my voice, listening for any sign of footsteps outside the library door.

    “I found it. It’s right here.” I whispered pointing to the spell in the Grimoire.

    


 

“Signum Magia or The Sign of Magic is a spell, specifically reserved for humans involved with the renaître. The human who seeks to posses the approval of the renaître will be able to take part in this spell in order to be identified as part of the renaître kindred. Thee  spell can only be completed using the blood of an immortal and must be preformed by a faerie of the natural elements. This spell allows the magic of both immortal and faerie to be fused into the human allowing their spirit to fuse with the magic of the renaître, in turn, allowing the human to be a part of the renaître world .”

“Oh my god. Luc do you know what this means?” I gasped, staring at the words on the page in front of me.

“That I have to slit my wrist so you don’t have to lose your memories?” He said bitterly, I already knew he’d do it, but that doesn’t mean he’d be happy about it.

“This is it. This is my supernatural loophole. I found it. All I need now is to make sure Madelaine’s on board and the we can preform the spell. I figured it out.” I breathed

“Welcome to the family, Kitty-Cat.” Luc grinned, clapping me on the shoulder, “I’ll go wake up Maddy.” I looked out the large paned window to see the sun rising. I exhaled deeply, shutting my eyes and allowing the silence to calm me.

“Thank you, mom.” I breathed.


 

****

 

    I didn’t realize I had drifted off to sleep, until I felt Luc’s hand on my shoulder, shaking me awake.

    “Wake up, Kitty-Cat. I have Maddy, show her the book.” He told me sharply, glancing back over at Madelaine, who did not look in the least bit amused she was woken up before 8 a.m. I handed Luc the large Grimoire I was clutching to my chest and watched Madelaine’s face, as he flipped to the page and she read over the spell.

    “Blood of an immortal, huh?” She asked with a wicked grin, “I’m down for anything where Luc has to bleed.” I could hear the bitterness and revenge in her voice, as her eyes flicked quickly over to Luc who looked absolutely terrified.

    “No need to go all Game of Thrones here, Maddy. Remember this is for Cat, not getting revenge on me.” Luc said holding his hands up in a sign of surrender. I looked down at my phone, noticing the time I swiftly stood up from my chair.

    “I’m going to let you two work this out, but please don’t kill each other before we do this. I have to go before my grandmother wakes up,” I turned to Luc, my eyes narrowed, “I swear to all that is good in this world Lucas, if you so much as murmur a word to Archer, you answer to me. You may be immortal, but you’re still a guy.” I warned. I flipped my hair satisfactorily as I saw all the color drain from his face as I headed toward the door.

    “I have never been so terrified by two women in my entire lifetime.” He choked, making me smile wickedly.

 
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