What happened at night (Thiam)(Rewriting)

Chapter 22

Previously on What happened at night

Theo's Pov

As we settled in to watch a movie, I felt a flicker of hope that maybe, just maybe, the full moon wouldn't be as bad as I feared. We would face it together, hand in hand, just like we always had.

As the movie played on, I held onto that thought, allowing it to carry me through the night. Tomorrow would bring its own challenges, but for now, I was grateful for the love and support that surrounded me. We were a family, ready to embrace whatever came our way—together.

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Theo's Pov

The sun hung low in the sky, casting long shadows across the living room as I paced back and forth, feeling the weight of the impending full moon bearing down on me. It was now just three days away, and my anxiety had reached new heights. I could already feel the knot in my stomach tightening every passing hour.

Liam entered the room, concern etched across his face. "Hey, are you okay?" he asked, his voice gentle yet filled with urgency.

I stopped, running a hand through my hair in frustration. "No, not really. I can't stop thinking about how Parker will handle the full moon. What if it's worse this time? What if her eyes stay yellow again?"

Liam stepped closer, his presence grounding me. "We're going to talk to Deaton, remember? We'll get answers, and we'll figure this out together."

I nodded, knowing deep down that he was right. "I just wish I had more clarity. I hate feeling so helpless."

"We won't be helpless," he assured me. "Deaton knows a lot about this stuff. He can give us insights that we might not have."

I took a deep breath, allowing his words to sink in. "Okay, let's do it. Let's talk to him."

As we prepared to leave, I saw Parker sleeping peacefully in her crib, her tiny hands resting softly against her face. The sight filled me with both love and fear. "I just want to protect her," I murmured, my heart aching.

"We'll protect her, Theo," Liam said firmly, reassuringly touching my back. "Let's go."

The drive to Deaton's office felt like an eternity, each moment dragging as my thoughts spiraled. I could feel my heart racing, and I clutched the seatbelt tightly, trying to channel my anxiety into something productive.

When we finally arrived, the familiar scent of herbs and the earthy tones of Deaton's office greeted us. The moment we walked in, Deaton looked up from his desk, his expression shifting from focused to concerned as he noticed our anxious demeanor.

"Hey, you two," he greeted warmly, standing up and gesturing for us to take a seat. "What brings you here today?"

"Thanks for meeting with us, Deaton," Liam said, settling in beside me. "We're really worried about Parker and the upcoming full moon."

Deaton nodded, his expression turning serious. "I understand. Full moons can be challenging, especially for young ones. What specifically are you concerned about?"

I took a deep breath, my voice trembling slightly as I spoke. "The last full moon, her eyes turned yellow. I'm afraid of how this one might affect her. What if it happens again?"

Deaton leaned forward, his gaze steady and compassionate. "It's natural to feel anxious about this. Young children can be sensitive to the changes that come with the full moon, especially if they have lycanthropic heritage."