Professor Sebastian Jones - Is It Love? Fan-fiction by SW

Chapter 16 - Petting the huge black wolf

I'm too tired to study and also it's too late, as I didn't see the time passing by while I was working on the files. I take my painkillers and go to my bed to sleep... And I dream with my grandmother arguing with Viktor Bartholy.

They're in the living room of our apartment in Ireland. I'm locked and sleeping in my room as always after a night of drinking while I hang out with my vampire friends. I feel a strong vampiric presence, and I get up and go to look through the door lock of my bedroom's door without being noticed.

Grandma: Viktor Bartholy, you've promised me to keep the secret, and I hope you honor your word.

Viktor: Bandrui, you know me very well, and you know I'll tell the truth when it's convenient for me.

Grandma: Yes, unfortunately, I know you very well, old fox. Always lying and playing with the despair of the others.

Viktor approaches my grandma and holds her by the waist. She puts her hand in his chest. He has a soft tone of voice. They look so... fond? Were they lovers?!

Viktor: Playing? I bring comfort to them... Didn't I comfort you when you needed, bandrui?

Her voice is a murmur full of sadness.

Grandma: It was the worst mistake of my life.

Viktor: I can't call it a mistake...

Viktor kisses her softly and tenderly while holding her tighter. My grandmother puts her arms around Viktor's neck answering his kiss with love and passion. Then, she pushes him away in a soft move.

Grandma: Promise me you'll never reveal our secret, Viktor.

Viktor: I promise... only while you're alive, bandrui...

"Secret? What secret?"

I wake up in the middle of the night sweating and trembling. The argument my grandma had with Viktor Bartholy... I remember this! It was a long time ago when I was a teenager. She never told me what it was about, even in her deathbed she never mentioned which agreement she had with Viktor.

Khawla: Why do I remember this now?

I think about which secret my grandmother had with Viktor Bartholy apart them being so fond, and what made her regret so much like that... Okay, that I'm starting to regret kissing Loan, but my regret is about something silly. Hers is about something greater. What's it about?

I can't sleep again. I need to recharge my batteries. I go downstairs and head to the forest to a fast druid meditation. I'm connecting to nature, listening to all sounds around me: crickets rubbing their legs in their unique rhythm, leaves being shaken softly by the night breeze... a howl next to me. I open my eyes, and the huge black wolf is very close. His fierce gaze is on me. He looks gloomy and haunted... Or is it the reflex of my soul?

My head is spinning because of the painkillers and the nightmare... and the death of my grandmother... and I'm starting to feel homesick... and Sebastian is mad at me... a big list of ands... The emotions are too much! I feel overwhelmed and begin to sob my heart out! The wolf looks puzzled, not understanding why I'm crying.

The huge black wolf approaches me, puts his face on my shoulder and sits on my lap leaning his body against mine to comfort me. His presence is so reassuring and comforting, and it's warming my heart!

Animals can sense when their masters or mistresses aren't okay, and they'll do whatever to cheer them up. Because of this, for the first time, the huge black wolf let himself being petted!