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Enid had grown up in an abusive household. Her mother and siblings always put her down and treated her like anything but family. Her father was submissively quiet, as a bystander to all the abuse. Despite all the dark moments Enid lived, she had a bright and sunny disposition, always seeing the best in people, being positive, and giving everyone what she wished she’d receive in return. 

Everything was much better at Nevermore, she could be herself and wouldn’t get judged by it, she had friends, she loved her classes and there was Wednesday, the girl she grew to love, the girl whom her wolf had chosen as her mate…she was planning on confessing her love to her that final year at Nevermore, yet, towards that last year, something shifted and it turned Enid’s world upside down… Wednesday hadn’t come back for that final year of school and nobody knew why…Enid even dragged Yoko to where she lived but the Addams family were nowhere to be found… Wednesday was gone and Enid’s heart went with her, her wolf mourned her…

Since then, something changed in Enid, her bubbly disposition started fading, the light in her bright blue eyes went dimmer and dimmer as the school year progressed and now looked a dull gray, even her wardrobe changed from bright colors to neutral ones, to grays, to black…Her hair was dyed black as well, her nails…even her wolf’s fur naturally darkened in tone… Enid was depressed, she pushed everyone away and became a lone wolf by the end of the school year… 

As soon as she finished school at 18, she left her house, cutting all communication with her family and most of her friends… She changed her name to Nyx and moved to New York, she worked as a bartender at a local bar and was majoring in Arts at NYU, she found it was the only thing filling the void she had in her heart…

It had been roughly about 3 years since she left her old life behind and while at college, she eventually made friends with some other classmates and joined a band, with whom she played bass or keyboard and even sometimes sang, The Night Howlers they called themselves, and they were often doing gigs at the bar where she worked. She was almost used to her new lifestyle, it made her feel more at ease with herself until one day Wednesday Addams, in all her glory, walked into the bar… She looked a bit taller, just a bit, her pigtails were now one whole braid down the center of her head, she was still dressing in her characteristically dark attire, what looked like her cello hanging on her back… Nyx was frozen in place as she watched Wednesday walk up to the bar…

“Excuse me, Miss. I am looking for the owner of this…fine establishment…” Wednesday said, a glint of displeasure in her eyes.

Nyx didn’t know what to say, she opened and closed her mouth a few times, not a word coming out of her…

Wednesday started at her quizzically, “Those eyes…it cannot be…hers are blue…yet…” she thought to herself, her heart beating just a little bit faster, narrowing her eyes and leaning forward, “…Enid?” She said in a surprised whisper…

That was enough to snap Nyx out of her trance, she winced at her old name… “Enid’s dead…It’s Nyx now, Addams…” She answered with a scowl.  “I’ll go get Rae for you…” she threw the cloth she had in her hand under the bar, turned on her heel and with that, she was gone.

Wednesday was flabbergasted, it’s been almost 4 years since she last saw…Nyx…a lot had changed… She rubbed the back of her neck and ordered a whiskey on the rocks from one of the other bartenders.

As Nyx walked towards Rae’s office, she wondered, “What on earth is Addams doing here of all places?!” She huffed throwing her arms in the air. She was flustered and had so many…feelings…thoughts…running through her head. When she got to Rae’s door, she knocked on it twice. “Come in!” Rae answered. Nyx opened the door and stepped in. 

“Woahhhhh Nyx! What’s up with you? You’re looking a little…red…did anything happen out there?” Rae asked, concern in her voice.

“No…nothing…everything is fine…just not feeling so great…” Nyx replied coldly.

“No shit! You look like you’re burning up…” Rae answered, looking at her calendar. “Listen, I don't know what shit you've come down with Nyx, but if you need the night off just let me know, ok?” Rae patted her back softly. 

Nyx had never taken a day off, on the contrary, she hated being alone with her thoughts so she tried to keep busy AT ALL TIMES, with school, the bar, her band, her art, anything that would keep her mind busy…Yet right now, she felt like...running…her wolf wanting to rip out of her chest… “I…I’ll take my sick day…” She said, determined.

“Great! Yes! You need to rest Nyx! Luckily we have enough staff to cover you tonight.” Rae said, “By the way, did you need anything else?”

“Oh, yeah…mhm, Ms. Wednesday Addams is out by the bar, asking for you,” Nyx said numbly.

“Addams! Yeah! Great! Ok, I’ll be right out. Go ahead and take the night off Nyx…” Rae smiled at Nyx and they both exited her office.

Nyx heading to her locker to get her stuff, clock out, and leave.

Rae approached Wednesday and tapped her on the shoulder, “Hey! You must be Wednesday! Thanks for agreeing to meet up! I’m Rae, come to my office so we can talk business!” She signaled her towards the hall.

Wednesday gave a slight nod and followed her. Just as they reached the office door, she got a flash of Nyx heading out through the back door…

“So, let's get to it!” stated Rae, closing the door behind her.

Once their meeting was over Wednesday went back out and ordered herself another drink, she didn't see Nyx again, for the rest of the time she was there…waiting…

Nyx knew Wednesday had seen her slip out of the bar but that only made her want to run even more. She put her things in her car and drove off to Central Park, werewolves weren't uncommon in New York and most of them got together at the park to socialize. She parked her car nearby, as she could already feel her bones cracking and her skin ripping, because yes, to top it all off…there was a full moon that night… She barely made it to the park, dark fur, and gray eyes flaring, she howled, it felt relieving. She could hear some other howls at a distance. She stretched out, feeling the dirt between her paws, howled once more, and started running, she felt the air going through her fur, it smelled misty and the air was a bit colder tonight. She wanted to push her limit so that she would arrive home tired and just sleep, luckily there weren't too many people out tonight, so she ran as fast as she could, she squinted as the air hit her eyes at full speed, her tears rolling out…

Nyx woke up the next day in her apartment, in her bed, not quite remembering how she managed to get there…then it hit, she had run home… ”Shit! I left my car in the parking lot…” She sighed… By the looks of it, she had climbed through the window and straight into her bedroom, she looked down at herself, she was fully naked, full of dirt and grime, luckily no blood or anything gory on her nails… “I have to shower…” She sighed, getting up, unmaking her bed, and throwing everything in her laundry basket, then she walked to the bathroom, opened the shower allowing the water to run until it was warm, she hopped in and let the water fall over her, it felt nice, soothing even. She could feel every muscle twitch with the pleasure of the water, she scrubbed her aching body thoroughly, lathering herself completely. Her hair was an absolute mess, all tangled, muddy, and with twigs… “Did I run through a bush?” She laughed. 

She was out of the shower by 9 am. She opened her drawer and took out a matching black bra and underwear, as well as a pair of black socks, then she went to her closet and pulled out black jeans, a white tank top, and a big black puffer jacket. She got dressed adding some chains to her jeans, a black spiky belt, and put on her black high-top Converse. She did her makeup dark as usual and put in her piercings, nose, eyebrow, and ears. Once ready, she headed to the nearest cafe for her usual, mentally kicking herself for leaving her car…

“Morning, Nyx! The usual?” Greeted the barista, a guy not much older than her.

“Hey Pete, yeah, and like half a dozen croissants! I’m starving!” Nyx answered matter of factly.

“Full moon got you last night?” Pete questioned.

“Pfff yeah! I'm drained,” she answered absentmindedly.

In fact, Nyx was so focused on her order that she hadn't noticed a certain goth staring at her from the last booth near the corner…

“Here you go Nyx, enjoy!” Pete said happily.

“Thanks…” mumbled Nyx, with a croissant already stuffed in her mouth.

She took her usual booth, her back towards Wednesday, still oblivious that she was there…

Wednesday just watched her at a distance, “What happened to you, pup?” She sipped her coffee slowly. Her book long forgotten since she saw her enter the cafe. Wednesday was not one to beat around the bush, she got up and walked towards Nyx.

Nyx was focused on her phone when she heard a familiar voice, “Is this seat taken?” Wednesday asked, pointing to the seat in front of her.

Nyx choked on her croissant, coughing loudly… “Shit…Addams…I forgot how sneaky you could be…”

Wednesday flinched slightly at the cold words coming from the previously sweet werewolf she once knew. She sat down and took a sip of her coffee. 

“What do you want Wednesday? Are you stalking me?” Nyx snapped a frown on her face.

“None of that, E…Nyx… My presence here is purely…coincidental…” Wednesday said in an apologetic tone Nyx had never heard before.

“What are you even doing here? In New York I mean…last I knew…you had gone AWOL…” scowled Nyx, her tone cold, full of resentment. 

“I…there is so much we must discuss…I promise everything has an explanation…” Wednesday’s eyes were sincere, yet Nyx didn't want to hear it, she was far too hurt and far too lost for Wednesday just to show up a pretend nothing happened, picking up where they left off…

“Save it Addams…I really don't have time for…whatever this is…” Nyx said as she got up, pointing at themselves. 

Wednesday was not one to beg, but she had to know…she had to know what had happened to the Enid she once knew…to…her Enid… “Nyx, wait!” She ran behind Nyx, “I need to talk to you…please…” With that Wednesday grabbed her wrist…SNAP… Everything went dark…her body stiffening, her head flinging backward, everything else spinning…

As the darkness faded, Wednesday could feel Enid’s pain, how it cut through her heart as it broke… “Yoko, why…” Enid sobbed, “Why…did she leave like this…?” “I…I tried to be her friend…I thought we were…good…”

Yoko held Enid close while she cried her eyes out, “I don't know pup…I don't know what has happened but if I ever find Addams…” her eyes flashing red with anger.

Wednesday walked around them, Enid was hunched, tucked into Yoko’s arms…they were at her house…it was empty, with no signs of anyone being there in a while… Enid’s cries were…heartbreaking… “What have I done…” Wednesday started to stir… darkness filled the memory once more…she was waking up… “Was I the cause of Enid’s change…” she thought.

She slowly opened her eyes and saw the barista fanning her with a magazine, Nyx kneeling, Wednesday’s head on her knees, she brushed her bangs back…a hint of blue flashed in her now gray eyes… She sat up to look at Nyx closer but at this, Nyx stood up, “She’s fine now…” she told Pete coolly and walked out of the cafe, leaving Wednesday and Pete in silence.

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Wednesday was ready to get back to her life…much to her satisfaction and despite the adversities, she had published her first book under the pseudonym of Storm A. S., as soon as she turned 18, beating her favorite writer, Mary Shelly. When she turned 20, her second book was published, having even more success than the first one, she managed to gather a comfortable fortune, even with her third one halfway written. Yet her focus as of late had been pursuing her music career, her cello being her most trusted and beloved…

She already held a Bachelor's Degree of Arts in Performance from the International Academy of Modern Music; she was musically gifted and had a natural talent. She craved a new challenge so she decided to apply for a Master’s Degree at The Julliard School… She had managed to pass all the screenings and requirements for her field. Her essay was astonishing, as they mentioned when she had her interview, and her rendition of Schelomo and Bach Suite gained her a standing ovation from the 3 interviewers.

Now freshly 21, everything started to fall back into place, she moved to a nice, fully furnished New York apartment, and she had her education, which her parents gladly paid in full despite her protests. Her parents had also given her access to her personal bank account which they had opened for her when she was born and already had enough money to live comfortably for at least several generations after her…

Wednesday’s life was basically set for her yet she refused to touch the money in that account, letting her parents know that she planned on continuing her book series, which were best sellers at this point, and that she’d be looking for a part-time job to entertain herself and keep her cover. Her parents understood and supported her decision to do so yet kept the bank account open in case of emergency. 

As soon as she was settled in her apartment, rearranging furniture and getting rid of most of the color in it, she started looking for a job, she still refused to be a slave to technology only owning and using her phone for urgent matters. She used the paper’s classified to find a job, and after a couple of hours she found it, a part-time job as a cellist at a local bar, she dialed the number and set up an appointment with the owner. Monday and Wednesday 7-10 pm didn't seem that bad, it wouldn't interfere with her studies or writing times and it gave her enough time to decompress as well… She knew a bar would be a bit overwhelming at times so she was grateful she’d have her alone time too.

Her classes wouldn’t start until the following month so having her interview in 2 days was perfect, it would give her enough time to settle in even more and get used to her new routine. 

The interview day came quickly, she showered and decided to do her hair in one simple French braid, she wore a plain white t-shirt, a black and white plaid long-sleeve shirt over it, black skinny jeans, and her black combat boots, she looked herself in the mirror, grabbed her cello and left her apartment. 

The bar was pretty easy to find and it wasn't far from her place, “Moonlight” she read, chuckling a little at the name, “Subtle” she said to herself as she entered. The place was low-lit, and the music playing was a bit high for her taste, yet it wasn't too full for a Thursday night, which she was thankful for. She walked towards the bar to ask for the owner, “Excuse me, Miss. I am looking for the owner of this…fine establishment…” she said, a glint of displeasure in her eyes.

The bartender looked about her age, tall, skinny with toned arms and shoulders, jet black shoulder length hair styled sideways with one side buzzed, and her eyebrow, nose, and ears were pierced, Wednesday thought she looked…interesting…except for the fact that she kept opening and closing her mouth without saying a word…odd…

She stood there looking at the bartender quizzically, when her eyes caught her attention, “Those eyes…it cannot be…hers are blue…yet…” she thought to herself, her heart beating just a little bit faster, narrowing her eyes and leaning forward, “…Enid?” She said in a surprised whisper…

And with that, the bartender snapped out of her apparent daze, “Enid’s dead…It’s Nyx now, Addams…” She answered with a scowl.  “I’ll go get Rae for you…” she threw the cloth she had in her hand under the bar, turned on her heel and with that, she was gone.

“Enid…”, she breathed out quietly, a lot had changed in 4 years and now she was left there standing, “I need a drink… You! Whiskey on the rocks!” She barked at the other bartender.

After what seemed forever, Wednesday felt a tap on her shoulder, “Hey! You must be Wednesday! Thanks for agreeing to meet up! I’m Rae, come to my office so we can talk business!” She signaled her towards the hall.

Wednesday gave a slight nod and followed her. Just as they reached the office door, she got a flash of Nyx heading out through the back door…

“So, let's get to it!” stated Rae, closing the door behind her.

Once their meeting was over Wednesday went back out and ordered herself another drink, she didn't see Nyx again, for the rest of the time she was there…waiting…

Once she finished up her drink, she decided to leave and walk home, as she was walking back, she heard a familiar howl at a distance, “The Park…” she thought. Then several other howls she didn't recognize. “This…is going to be far more interesting than I expected…” She said as she reached her apartment complex and went inside.

Sleep alluded her that night, she stayed awake like she used to back at Nevermore when Enid would wolf out and go for her nightly run with her fellow wolves. This brought back so many memories she had thought she had repressed… Since she knew she wouldn't be able to sleep until she knew Enid…Nyx was safe, she didn't know how to make sure of it this time though, so she decided to continue writing her third novel. She had finished the second one a year ago and had started on the third one early this year, she was already halfway through it by now, and as she was focusing on describing a very detailed crime scene Viper had discovered, she heard a final howl and silence… She had a feeling Nyx was back home already and sighed in relief, even though she didn't know how she knew this…

She woke up the next morning with a stiff neck, somehow during the night she had managed to crawl into her bed and slept in an uncomfortable position. She groaned as she got up to shower and start her day. As she showered, she wondered if there was a coffee shop nearby, she wasn't in the mood for making breakfast this morning, so she could splurge on a nice coffee and maybe something to eat. She got changed and walked out, the day was nice and chilly, gray clouds threatening a storm, “Beautiful” she whispered, looking up into the sky.

She found a cafe a few blocks away and went inside, the barista, a cheerful young man greeted her, “Hi there! Welcome! What can I get you?” he asked.

Wednesday started at him frowning, “I will have a quad over ice and a dark chocolate brownie…please…” she stated, that last part coming out a bit strained.

The young barista beamed at her, “That'll be $8.00”. She paid and sat down in the furthest booth from the door.

After a couple of minutes, the barista came up to her with her order, “Here you are miss…enjoy!” he said smiling.

She just rolled her eyes at him and pulled out a book to read. She had to admit the coffee and brownie were way better than the ones at the Weathervane. She finished her brownie and continued enjoying her drink and book when a familiar name caught her attention.

“Morning, Nyx! The usual?” Greeted the barista happily.

“Hey Pete, yeah, and like half a dozen croissants! I’m starving!” Nyx answered matter of factly.

“Full moon got you last night?” Pete questioned.

“Pfff yeah! I'm drained,” she answered absentmindedly.

Wednesday was fully staring at them from a distance, Nyx was so focused on her order that she hadn't noticed at all.

“Here you go Nyx, enjoy!” Pete said happily.

“Thanks…” mumbled Nyx, with a croissant already stuffed in her mouth.

She had her back towards Wednesday so she was still oblivious that she was there…

“What happened to you, pup?” She sipped her coffee slowly. Her book long forgotten since she saw her enter the cafe and she was not one to beat around the bush, she got up and walked towards Nyx.

Nyx was focused on her phone and jumped a little when she heard Wednesday speak, “Is this seat taken?” she asked, pointing to the seat in front of her.

Nyx choked on her croissant, coughing loudly… “Shit…Addams…I forgot how sneaky you could be…”

She flinched slightly at the way Nyx’s words came out, she was far from the previously sweet werewolf she once knew. She bushed it off, sat down, and took a sip of her coffee. 

“What do you want Wednesday? Are you stalking me?” Nyx snapped a frown growing on her face.

“None of that, E…Nyx… My presence here is purely…coincidental…” Wednesday said in an apologetic tone Nyx had never heard before.

“What are you even doing here? In New York I mean…last I knew…you had gone AWOL…” scowled Nyx, her tone cold, full of resentment. A tone Wednesday never thought she could produce. 

“I…there is so much we must discuss…I promise everything has an explanation…” Her eyes were sincere, yet Nyx didn't want to hear it, she was far too hurt and far too lost for Wednesday just to show up a pretend nothing happened, picking up where they left off…

“Save it Addams…I really don't have time for…whatever this is…” Nyx said as she got up, pointing at themselves. 

Wednesday was not one to beg, but she had to know…she had to know what had happened to the Enid she once knew…to…her Enid… “Nyx, wait!” She ran behind Nyx, “I need to talk to you…please…” With that Wednesday grabbed her wrist…SNAP… Everything went dark…her body stiffening, her head flinging backward, everything else spinning…

As the darkness faded, she could feel Enid’s pain, how it cut through her heart as it broke… “Yoko, why…” Enid sobbed, “Why…did she leave like this…?” “I…I tried to be her friend…I thought we were…good…”

Yoko held Enid close while she cried her eyes out, “I don't know pup…I don't know what has happened but if I ever find Addams…” her eyes flashing red with anger.

Wednesday walked around them, Enid was hunched, tucked into Yoko’s arms…they were at her house…it was empty, with no signs of anyone being there in a while… Enid’s cries were…heartbreaking… “What have I done…” she started to stir… darkness filled the memory once more…she was waking up… “Was I the cause of Enid’s change…” she thought.

She slowly opened her eyes and saw the barista fanning her with a magazine, Nyx kneeling, Wednesday’s head on her knees, she brushed her bangs back…a hint of blue flashed in her now gray eyes… She sat up to look at Nyx closer but at this, Nyx stood up, “She’s fine now…” she told Pete coolly and walked out of the cafe, leaving Wednesday and Pete in silence.

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Nyx walked around her campus after leaving the cafe that morning. She really didn’t have any classes that day but also didn’t want to…be alone… She went to the auditorium to see if her band was there…as she reached the door, she felt a tap on her shoulder…

“Hey hot stuff…” a girl from her class greeted.

“Uh…hey…” Nyx replied coolly.

The girl glared at her, “It’s Lizzie…”

“Right…I knew that…How’s it going?” Nyx said sheepishly.

“Seriously dude, we've been in the same class for 2 years…I…never mind…I'm fine, thank you for asking.” Lizzie said frustrated.

Nyx shrugged, rubbing the back of her neck, “I really have to go…I'm looking for the band, have you seen them?”

Lizzie sighed, “Yeah, they were here a while ago but I think they already left. Why don't you try Alex’s dorm?”

“Alex…right… thanks, Lizzie!” Nyx said as she walked away.

Lizzie sighed, “Any time Nyx!” She looked down at the floor, “I’d take a bite out of you if only you'd notice me…”

Nyx was glad she managed to get out of that conversation, Lizzie was nice but she knew she wanted something more from her and Nyx wasn't interested in giving it to her… Wolves mate for life…and her wolf had already chosen said mate…since it wasn't reciprocated, she’d die a lone wolf… That's all there was to it…Her mother told her many times before, that's just how the world works for them… 

Although she has had her share of fun, it never got passed making out…she physically couldn't, she had tried but failed every time…wolves mate for life…it wasn't easy for her… Making out was just like scratching an itch…an itch she could never get a fix of…until now… Her wolf knew it, she knew her mate was back, but Nyx’s human side was in control and she wasn't ready, she was far too hurt to forgive her so easily…no matter how much her wolf wanted it…

She reached Alex’s dorm and knocked, “You guys in there? It’s Nyx.”

“Nyyyyyx, buddy! Come in!” Alex’s voice chimed from inside.

Nyx walked in, the room smelled like smoke, “Sup guys, are we rehearsing today?”

“We wanted to earlier but we didn't know when you'd show up…it’s always a mystery with you…” added Chris.

“Well, we're all here now…Wanna go practice for a bit?” Questioned Nyx.

“Fine… let's go losers!” Ellie said standing up quickly.

They all went to the auditorium where their instruments were, running down the steps as they headed for the stage. Alex was their main vocalist, Chris played guitar and Ellie the drums. Music was a really good way of relieving pains…

“Can we play Creep?” Nyx asked, placing her bass strap over her head and shoulder.

Alex nodded, “Let's hear it guys! This one is for Nyx.” 

Even though Nyx wouldn't consider them all best friends at least they all had their backs in a silent solemn way…

The auditorium was filled with the melody of Creep, tears slowly running down Nyx’s hidden face…

After a couple of hours of playing, Nyx and her band headed to the cafeteria for lunch.

“You’ve been awfully quiet since you got to the dorm…Is everything ok?” Alex asked.

Nyx lifted her head and looked at Alex, she hadn't really talked talked with her much but she genuinely looked concerned. “

“I…I’m fine…” Nyx said nonchalantly. 

“Pff…you don't look fine…I mean you're always keeping to yourself but today…your whole vibe is off…” Alex replied, waving her hands in the air.

“If you must know…I’m having some…personal issues…from my past that have…come back…and I’m not sure how to handle them…” Nyx sighed, looking at her feet.

Alex looked at her curiously, she was also a psychic, an empath mostly… “Ah, I see…pretty complicated…”

“Please don’t…” Nyx cringed.

“I’m sorry, it just…popped into your head and…mine…” Alex replied sheepishly. “Anyway, if you ever need to talk, I’ve got you, ok?” She smiled at Nyx softly.

Nyx was lost for words, “Th…thanks…” 

After their brief conversation, lunch went by pretty much smoothly. Nyx keeping to herself like usual yet participating here and there. They all said their goodbyes once they were done and Nyx went to look for her car.

“Finally! Jeez, I missed you!” She gave her car a hug and hopped in. She still didn't have plans for her day so she just drove home.

Once home she decided to take a hot bath, just to relax. She filled the tub while she put on some music and got undressed. She put a bath bomb into her filling tub and watched as the bubbles emerged…she got in slowly and melted into the hot bath, it was relieving after the day she had been having…she closed her eyes and enjoyed the music coming from her bedroom not really thinking about anything…for once…

She had dozed off at some point but woke abruptly when she inhaled some water… “Shit!” she coughed… She didn't know how long she had slept but she decided to rinse off. She called it a day, she got into her PJs, got in bed, and decided to watch a movie.

She opened streaming app after streaming app searching for the right movie to fit…whatever mood she was in, finally, absent-mindedly, deciding on Call Me By Your Name… By the time the movie ended, Nyx was a crying mess in her bed…eventually falling asleep, her dreams filled with what could have been with Wednesday…

Wednesday’s POV

After Nyx left the café Wednesday got up stiffly, grabbed her stuff, and walked out. She went straight to her apartment. She really didn’t have much to do until next week when she started work so she decided to focus on her third book, which is part of a series exploring the adventures of Viper de La Muerte and how she now became part of a bigger scheme. Wednesday took pride in her work, including parts of her life that she had woven into the story as well. She sat down in front of her typewriter and set it up to start writing and…nothing came to mind…she was drawing blanks at this point, not a single idea to keep her story flowing, this came as a surprise to Wednesday because she had never had writer’s block before, she was too good for that, so she huffed in frustration… “Damn it!” She said, rubbing her temples. “I have got to get this flowing…” She cracked her neck and stretched her arms in front of her. Nothing…she couldn’t focus, her mind kept drifting to her vision… “How can I fix this…” she sighed loudly, leaning back in her seat.

Apparently, the ideas weren’t going to come up anytime soon so she got up and went towards to kitchen to make a quick lunch. She decided she’d make a salad and have a glass of wine. She gathered her ingredients, washed them, and finally mixed them together, adding a bit of dressing as well. She poured a big glass of wine and sat down to eat, as she was lifting her fork to her mouth, her phone rang… She sighed exasperated and decided to ignore it until it stopped but then it rang again… “Can I not have a day in peace in this city?!” she got up and answered the phone angrily. “Yes? May I ask who’s calling?” She said dryly.

“Mmm, Wednesday? Sorry about the interruption, it’s Rae…”

Wednesday sighed softly away from the phone, “Good afternoon Rae. How may I be of service?”

“I really hate to bother you like this but do you think you could come by tomorrow to play some songs for a small after-wedding reception? It really came up just a minute ago…they separated the bar for it, I’m calling everyone like crazy!” she said seemingly out of breath.

Wednesday pondered, she really didn’t have much to do the rest of this week…and playing for a group of drunken imbeciles sounded like torture… “What time should I be there?” she sighed annoyed.

“You’re a lifesaver Wednesday! Tomorrow at 7:00 pm, please. The reception starts at 8:30 pm, so I want everyone the be there a bit earlier to coordinate everything…” Rae sounded genuinely relieved.

Wednesday huffed, “Noted, is there anything else you need from me?”

Rae was taken aback, “No, sorry. You must be having lunch or…something…sorry about that. Enjoy the rest of your day!”

“Likewise…” Answered Wednesday dryly as she hung up the call.

She had lost her appetite by the time it ended… Wednesday sighed again, getting up, putting the plate in the fridge, grabbing the bottle of wine, and heading to her room. She sat back down at her desk and tried writing again…She stared at the blank page in front of her while she nursed her wine glass, it took a bit more than a couple of wine glasses to get Wednesday into her version of tipsy, she pondered, “I wonder if…” she said looking at her glass… “Edgar used this…nasty concoction to create his finest work…” she twirled the wine glass in her hand making it content spin lightly.

She had only been slightly drunk once at an Addams’ family party when Grandmama insisted she try one of her latest mixes… To this day, she hasn’t found out what it contained… That one time was enough for her to avoid Grandmama’s social drinks that were not potions or poisons… Especially due to the effect it had on her, she was inhibited, and a little out of her control, which she didn’t like at all, she had smiled and even got to laugh according to Pugsley… Must have been a hellish sight which she’s glad she couldn’t remember… What she did remember was what or specifically who was on her mind the whole time…Enid…her bestie, as she put it, her roommate… The thought of her alone made her smile that day, full dimples and all…

She grimaced at this memory, “I do not think I need a repeat of that…” She said to herself, getting up and taking the bottle and glass with her, pouring its contents down the drain… She loved control and was not risking losing it again…

She realized that she wasn’t going to get any writing done so she hopped in the shower and relaxed under the ice-cold water, she stayed there for a while until her body started to feel numb, just as her mind was…

Nyx’s POV

Nyx’s dreams were cut short when her phone rang. She covered her face with her comforter and groaned...it stopped, only to start ringing again after only a few seconds… she tapped around for her phone and pulled it under the covers, opening her eyes slowly. The call had dropped again so she unlocked her phone to see who called and to her surprise she had 15 missed calls since that afternoon…her blood went cold when she saw Rae ringing again…

“He..Hey Rae…” she choked out.

“Dude! What the fuck?! I’ve been calling you all day! Are you okay?” Rae sounded genuinely worried.

“I’m fine…sorry for the scare…I must’ve been really deep asleep…” Nyx apologized sheepishly.

“No shit Sherlock! I’ve been worried sick man!” Rae added.

“Sorry, Rae…really, I didn’t mean to worry you or anyone for that matter…” Nyx apologized once more, her voice still full of sleep.

“Well, I’m glad you’re ok because…I’m gonna need you back at work tomorrow…I know I said you could take a couple of days off but we’re going to have a small wedding reception at the bar and…we’re short-staffed…” said Rae, going straight into business mode.

Nyx muffled a growl but answered, “What time should I be there?” her voice dry and monotone.

“7:00 pm, we have to start getting ready at that time, reception starts at 8:30 pm…I’ll have your uniform ready and waiting for you by your locker, OK? And yes, it pays extra…for the hassle…” Rae said apologetically.

Nyx sighed lightly, “Don’t worry Rae, I’ll be there…and again, sorry for the scare…”

“Thanks, kiddo! See ya tomorrow!” Rae said and hung up.

Nyx let out a deep sigh and covered her face with her hands, “Maybe I’m still being too nice…” She was pulled from her thoughts by the loud growl her stomach made… “Shit…maybe I should eat something…” She got out of bed walked to her kitchen, and opened her fridge…nothing...it was empty, she groaned, “Fuck…I forgot to go shopping…”

She looked at her watch, “10:00 pm…” She looked down at herself, feeling comfy in her gray plush PJs, “Nah! I’ll just order a pizza…” she thought as she pulled her phone out placing the order, and hopping back in bed. She decided to check out what was on TV while she waited, she hadn’t watched regular TV in years so it was interesting to see what mainstream TV was showing…news, sports, competitions, interviews…

That’s when something caught her eye, it was footage of a person arriving at the airport, surrounded by paparazzi yelling the name Storm… They were wearing all black, their body concealed by a large cloak with the hood pulled over their head and a mask that covered half of their face… The flashing lights, the yelling, and the amount of people surrounding them must be…overwhelming… 

Then Nyx noticed something, “I know that walk…” By what she could see, the person seemed thin, their cheekbones and jawline were prominent, and their eyes lacked that murderous glow. Nyx couldn’t tell if it was her or not but this person definitely seemed like they went through a lot… The footage was cut short and changed to an interview with Storm and some host…

Host: And that was the day of your arrival…I’m sure your fans are dying to know Storm, where have you been this whole time, were you out looking for inspiration for the next installment of your book series?

Storm seemed much healthier than when they first arrived back yet they were glaring daggers at the host and everyone in the room she assumes… As mad as Nyx was at Wednesday she was curious to know if her suspicions were right and how much Storm would actually share with these strangers…

“Well Karen, as you know, a writer never divulges their secrets…” Storm said coolly in a low husky voice, tilting their head to the side at the host.

The host and the audience laughed probably thinking they were joking. Nyx then knew all too well that this was Wednesday Addams and she didn’t want to be there. She was probably being forced by her publishing team or something because she wasn’t one to do these kinds of things.

Host: Ah Storm, always with that good sense of humor! Can you tell us any hot insight on your coming book? How’s the writing process going?

Storm looked like they were pondering their answer, “Since I have just arrived and been here for roughly a month, my work on the third installment of the series has been rather slow but I am hoping to fully finish it by the end of this year.

The audience cheered and clapped at this announcement, causing Wednesday to flinch and narrow her eyes, glaring.

Host: That’s some very exciting news to hear, especially since we last saw Viper getting a new companion that fans are shipping her with and which you seem to have left open to interpretation. Is romance something Viper would consider? Where did that idea come from, did it stem from personal experience? Is there a special someone in your life?  

Nyx increased the volume to hear Wednesday’s answer when the doorbell rang… It was the pizza guy… “Shit…” She got up quickly, grabbed her wallet from the dresser, and ran to the door. “Hey, here.” She shoved the money into the surprised guy's hand,

“Keep the change, and thanks!” She shut the door in his face and ran back into her room and to her surprise, Storm was walking out of frame, her cloak swinging behind her, and the host was closing the interview off.

“Shit, I missed it!” Nyx said flopping down on her bed. “It’s most likely online!” She said to herself as she grabbed her laptop and Googled Storm’s interview. There weren’t many and Nyx knew why but there were lots of fan-made ones speculating on who Storm could be and where they could have been all these years… She wasn’t sure she should watch them but…curiosity got the best of her and she found herself clicking play on one of them…She knew she was a goner once she fell into the rabbit hole that is Storm A. S…

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Wednesday got up early as usual, slightly annoyed by the light that flooded the room. She had forgotten to close her black-out curtains last night when she hopped into bed. She groaned, her head was killing her, she got up, walked toward the bathroom, and stared at herself in the mirror with disgust. “I am never drinking again…” She said to herself with a frown. She got in the shower hoping to wash off the headache and general discomfort she felt…she had to be at the top of her game today after all…

Enid had fallen asleep over her laptop, and a little puddle of drool had formed on her keyboard… She woke abruptly as she heard herself snore loudly… “Shit!” She lifted her head off the wet keyboard, grabbed some tissues off her nightstand, and quickly dried it off… “I hope you still work…” she prayed slightly panicked. Once she had dried it off the best she could, she plugged it in and turned it on… “Yes! God. Thank you!”

Her laptop opened up to the video she had been watching the night before falling asleep… “Where has Storm been?” was the title. It was a fan account speculating about where Storm had been the past 3 years, apparently, she had been around most countries in Europe but they lost track of her in Italy…after that, they could all but guess what happened…

Nyx wondered what could’ve happened to Wednesday for her to go missing like that for so long but it just made her feel overwhelmed with emotions, remembering how Wednesday had once disappeared from her own life…she was as lost as her fans were, yet for her it was way more personal…

Nyx stared at her screen and rolled her eyes, she didn't have time to keep thinking about all this today…She had work to do and preferred to focus on that instead, she shut everything down, closed her laptop, and put it under her pillow as she got up and headed for the shower.

Wednesday had chosen a simple yet elegant pinstriped suit for tonight, she thought she should look classy, it was a wedding after all. She did however plan to keep all her piercings in. She polished her cello and bow then sat them nicely into their case. She left it all out for later and dressed casually so she could drop by the café to grab breakfast and maybe get some ideas flowing for writing. She grabbed her keys, and her bag and was out. As she reached the café, she walked by a bookstore displaying her books… She had never really stopped to overthink about how they looked out there in the world so she did cringe slightly when she saw the display, staring at them for a while…

As she turned to leave, she was suddenly pushed off balance by a fast, stiff force… “Shit didn't see you there…are you alright?” Alex stood in front of Wednesday, holding her arms to keep her on her feet…

Wednesday shook her head and scowled at the girl in front of her, backing up out of her space almost instantly, “I am…fine…Pay more attention next time…” she barked, turning on her heel, leaving a perplexed Alex standing in front of the bookstore.

“So, this is the blast from the past Nyx was worried about…” Alex thought to herself. “Spicy one, I like her.” She smirked as she pulled out her phone.

Nyx was getting out of the shower to change when her phone chimed, she picked it up off the nightstand and saw it was a message from Alex.

Lex: Yo Pup! Guess who I literally ran into today…

Nyx: Am I supposed to know… We've got like 2 other friends in common and that’s the whole band! XD

Lex: Pshhh! Bitch! I sorta may have bumped into your um…ex…

Nyx: My…ex? WTF are u talkin about?

Lex: Short, feisty, goth chick with a hella stare… Need more deets?

At this Nyx froze, how on earth did Alex of all people cross paths with Wednesday? She was curious at best.

Nyx: Not my ex…but someone I knew yeah…

Lex: If she’s not…Can I ask for her number? She’s kinda hot TBH… XD

Nyx knew Alex was a huge flirt and always got the girl she set her eyes on… She didn't feel comfortable with her pursuing Wednesday for some reason.

Nyx: FUCK NO! Alex don’t…I'm serious…

Lex: Damn bro…for not being an ex you surely are very…protective of her…I respect that, I’ll back off, promise.

Still on edge about the whole ordeal she asked.

Nyx: Where are you BTW?

Lex: OMW for coffee before class, why?

Nyx: Pete’s café?

Lex: Yesssss… Why?

Nyx: I’ll be right there…

Lex: You're acting weird but ok… I'll wait in front of the bookshop on 3^rd.

Nyx: C U in 5’.

Nyx finished getting dressed and ran down the stairs straight to the bookshop. She didn't know why she was in such a rush to have coffee with Alex but she needed to know what she saw… As she reached the corner, she spotted Alex standing there fidgeting on her phone.

“Sup, Al.” Nyx flashed her her most confident smile.

“Hey, Nyx! You sure didn't take more than 5’” She chuckled. “So, why the rush to see me? I thought we were only school friends, bandmates even…”

“I mean…you were in the neighborhood so…might as well… Besides, I needed to come down for breakfast anyway…” Nyx said shrugging.

“…Weird flex but okay… Or is this about a certain goth I saw earlier?” Alex asked narrowing her eyes at Nyx suspiciously.

“What?! I…pfff! No!” Nyx brushed her off waving her hands and blushing slightly.

“Ah ha… whatever, let's just go get some coffee, I have an early class I need to get to…” Alex said leading the way to the café.

Wednesday had already ordered and was sitting in her usual booth, she opened her bag and pulled out a notepad and fountain pen, ready to start drafting ideas to continue her story. The downside to using a typewriter instead of a laptop was that it wasn’t as easy to transport as the latter was, so she resorted to writing by hand and later typing it out at home.

She sat her things out in a very detailed manner, her fountain pen and its extra ink cartages on her right, her notepad in the center, and her coffee on her left. She sat and stared at her notepad for a moment when the ideas started flowing, her hand floating over the paper in an elegant manner, it was as if she were in some sort of trance, fully focused on her writing, nothing could pull her out of the mindset she was in…no one except one Nyx Sinclair…

She sensed her more than saw her yet she kept her eyes on her paper, not letting her focus leave her until she heard her chuckle… It had been years since she heard the werewolf laugh… She stopped moving her pen, lifting her eyes off her paper to see Nyx entering the café laughing at something the person behind her said… “That’s the…the one that bumped into me…” She thought to herself, glaring at the pair of laughing girls. She slowly put her pen down and casually grabbed her coffee cup, not lowering her eyes off them… “Had she been waiting for Nyx?” She pondered. “Does Nyx live nearby?”

Before she could think about anything else, Nyx lifted her head, smiling still, their eyes meeting briefly. Nyx’s smile faltered as her heart clenched in her chest, she simply pulled her face closer to Alex’s and whispered in her ear, “Pretend we're a couple…” Nyx said softly.

Alex turned to her, wide-eyed reading her mind… “She’s here, it’s complicated, I'll explain later, please do me a solid, I'll owe you one…” Nyx’s thoughts racing a mile a minute. Alex’s eyes softened, she put her arm behind Nyx’s neck and pulled her close as Nyx slid her arm around her waist, leaning into her side…

Wednesday almost choked on her drink, she tried to regain composure but her blood was boiling, her jaw clenched tightly as she set her cup down and held her pen in her hand again, her nostrils flaring with anger… “Get a grip Addams…” her mind told her. Peeling her eyes away from the loving couple… “She has a partner, that was expected… Why is it affecting me like this?” She frowned at the papers in front of her, the words suddenly becoming a blur… She was not one to show emotions ever and she was not going to start now… She took a deep breath, cracked her neck, and steadied her pen over her notepad once more, focusing on her writing again…

Alex and Nyx sat in a booth at the far end of the café, a little hidden away from the rest of the patrons there… “Are you going to tell me what the fuck is going on with you today? What's up with that chick anyway?” Alex snapped, letting go of Nyx like a hot potato and sitting across from her. Nyx stared blankly at her, her mind a jumble, not knowing what to say, her façade, which took years to build quickly fading… “Nyx…Pup…I’m sorry… I didn't mean to yell at you… It’s just that you caught me off guard! We barely talk at school outside of practice, heck you barely talk at all! And now you’re all buddy-buddy with me asking me to pretend to be your partner? Please, I can't help you if you don’t tell me what's going on…” Alex reached to grab Nyx’s hand in hers and squeezed in reassurance. Nyx hesitated, not having opened up to anyone in years, the last friends she had being left behind in Nevermore… Alex was her band lead, the closest she had to friend in this city, she figured, she could let her guard down just this once…

Nyx cleared her throat, it felt dry, she took a sip out of her cup and slowly put it down, “…her name is Wednesday…” Alex looked at her incredulously but waved her hand for Nyx to proceed. “…she and I have…history…No, she’s not my ex…it’s just…agggg…God…” She placed her head in her hands and rubbed her temples as a headache started to form…

“Hey, it’s ok. Take your time… I’ve lost my first class already, no biggie!” Alex added, trying to cheer the wolf up but gaining a snarky look from her instead.

“Dude…” Nyx said worryingly.

“No, no seriously, please continue, forget about the class…” Alex encouraged her.

Nyx huffed and continued, “We were roommates…back at Nevermore, a school for outcasts we went to…”

Alex held a laugh, “And they were roommates…” she snickered.

Nyx smacked her arm playfully, smiling softly at the comment, “Not like that…Anyway, we met years ago and were close friends until…” Nyx’s voice trailed off as her throat got dry again.

“You fell for her, didn't you?” Alex added, a soft look in her eyes.

“Y…yes…and…I was planning on telling her in our last year of school but she never showed up…” She covered her face with her hands, sobbing quietly into them. Alex stood up and sat next to Nyx, hugging her as she let her tears flow as well… The problem with being an empath/psychic is feeling what the other feels, the pain that Nyx felt hitting her straight through the heart, her soul shattering into pieces at the memory…

At that moment, Alex knew why Nyx was who she was, she knew fully…Nyx was a lone wolf…her mate sitting a few booths away yet long gone at the same time. Her life had changed completely, she saw glimpses of who she was before she became the person she thought she knew, Enid was her name, a bubbly, kind-hearted child, hurt beyond repair…

Who would do such a cruel thing to such a beautiful soul? Wednesday Addams…Addams…Alex had heard of that name before, her grandparents had some sort of connection with them in the past… The girl who broke Nyx’s heart, turning her into a shell of who she originally was… Alex was furious, she wanted to get up and confront the Addams girl but she knew Nyx wouldn’t allow it… “Pup, thank you for trusting me…for letting me in…” She lifted her face, drying off her tears with her thumbs. “You're the strongest person I’ve ever met Nyx. I can’t imagine what it’s like to live with this constant pain in your heart…”

Nyx smiled sadly at Alex, “…Thank you Al…If only I knew what happened…but I can't…it hurts way too much…my wolf claws my insides to be near her, to talk to her but…I can’t…I don’t think I could take another rejection from her…”

Alex looked at Nyx with soft eyes, placing a kiss on her temple. “Take all the time you need, pup…if you feel you need to get closure, then you'll eventually have to talk to her you know…maybe there's a reason she didn't come back in all these years…”

“I guess…” Nyx replied with a shrug.

Wednesday could only partially see what was going on in their booth, different feelings twirling in her mind, she couldn’t focus on her writing anymore, the café feeling a bit too overwhelming for her taste… She saw Nyx’s girlfriend reach for her hands, caressing them slowly, her mouth filling with bile… She saw as she got up and sat next to Nyx, embracing her, her heart wanting to burst out of her chest… Her hands were clammy and shaking, she dropped her pen.

*Flashes of ice-cold walls surrounding her, the smell of urine and blood reaching her nose, people yelling at her, pulling her up, throwing her against the concrete floor, the sound of metal slamming behind her, darkness…*

It wasn’t a vision but a flashback of a part of her life she had put behind her… Her breathing was irregular, her eyes blurry, her head pounding, she needed to get out of there fast. She clumsily slid her things into her bag, getting up, tumbling a little, she felt queasy, she walked to the door as fast as she could, pulling it open as she saw the girl leaning in to kiss Nyx…

It was too bright outside as well, she fumbled in her bag for her sunglasses, sliding them on her face as she began to walk, 20, 19, 18, 17, 16, 15… she counted with every step, trying to calm her breathing, the panic attack not really wanting to let her go… 14, 13, 12, 11… she trailed off as her breathing slowly started to become more naturally rhythmic… 10, 9, 8, 7, 6… her chest slowly started to relax from its tight state… 5, 4, 3, 2, 1… she stopped walking, shutting her eyes slowly and opening them again as the tension left her shoulders…

There were times when panic would strike out of nowhere yet this time it was different…

Control, that’s what she excelled at best, she was not willing to give it up without a fight…ever…Wednesday Addams was not a quitter. She opened her eyes slowly taking in her surroundings, she was at the café parking lot, she was safe. She looked and checked the time, luckily she had a lot of time to kill before the reception so she headed back to her apartment as quickly as possible, wanting to avoid Nyx and her girlfriend if they came out soon…

When she got into her apartment, she shut the door behind her, sliding down it as she relaxed, she could finally breathe freely and felt protected in the statuary of her own home. She hugged her knees, a single tear sliding down her cheek... “Nyx had found her mate…” she whispered. She should be happy for her friend to have finally got what she’d always wanted…a mate, a pack, happiness…yet something in her that held on to hope, felt like it was crumbling like her insides were being ripped apart by some sort of invisible claw…she felt raw pain, visceral, animalistic pain…

She screamed into her knees, she loathed herself for being so weak, she just needed this to pass so she could get everything out of her system… After what felt like hours sitting on the floor, Wednesday got up, splashed her face in the sink, wetting her hair a little in the process, dried off with a paper towel, face as stoic as ever, and headed to her desk. She pulled out her notepad and started typing what she had written in the café, it wasn’t much but around 3 pages felt like something… She had decided to continue writing until her fingers got numb, and she did…

***

Nyx heard Wednesday get up and glanced at her through her reflection on the window. She looked paler than usual as she tumbled towards the door, opening it with certain difficulty, not at all what she was used to coming from Wednesday, she had always been in control and poised in her ways… She saw her stop at the parking lot and for a second, she thought she was having a vision but as she was about to get up Wednesday took a deep breath and started walking again, leaving a perplexed Nyx and even more confused Alex…

“Dude…that chick really does have issues…you sure you wanna tap that?” Alex questioned in slight mockery.

“Again, not like that…at least not anymore…” Nyx added, her smile almost empty of any emotion.

“Right…Anyways, as much fun as this morning has been, I do have things to do so if you don’t mind, I’ll be off to my next class...” Alex got up, stretching her hand out for Nyx to take. She took her hand and was pulled out of the booth. “Where are you headed today Nyx?”

“I’m heading back home to, you know, relax a bit before work… Oh, would you guys like to go too? Maybe I could talk to Rae to get us in as a backup band or something?” Nyx asked a hint of hope in her gray eyes.

“I’ll think about it pup. You know I’ve got things to work out first… I’ll give you a call later today, OK?” Alex said reassuringly. She squeezed her shoulder and was off, leaving Nyx standing by herself.

“This is gonna be a long day…” Nyx thought as she started walking to her place.

Nyx decided to kill time by checking her IG. It had been a while since she last checked up on her…classmates from Nevermore… She had made a fake account some time back and saw what they were up to from time to time. She logged into her fake account and Yoko’s smiling face flashed up at her from the screen… She looked happy, her fangs showing in her full smile, she was carrying a laughing Divina in her arms, they looked carefree in a beautiful meadow… Nyx smiled at her…friends, happy to see them happy… They had been dating since school and based on their pictures, were traveling around the world… Bianca was next, she had become an Olympic fencing champion by now, she typically posted about her training and fitness routine and had a massive following…

Nyx loved her friends, even if she wasn’t currently showing it…maybe one day she could see them again… Ajax…her ex…had become a teacher. He was teaching 5^th graders this year and he had posts with his students and their achievements. It was very nice to see how far he had come… But not all was nice and positive… The last time she heard of Xavier was 2 years after they finished school, he was on the news…apparently, he had been stalking a girl from his university and she had pressed charges against him… His father, being who he was, had taken him out of the country and sent him somewhere remote…

Eugene finished school last and had since dedicated his days to traveling in search of the best bees to harvest the most delicious honey. He had an online business where he sold his honey, Nyx indulged in some of his best batches every once and a while, anonymously of course…

Nyx sighed and flopped on her bed, closing her eyes for a moment when she thought, “I wonder if she…nah! I highly doubt she’d…or maybe…” She tapped the search bar and typed: Wednesday Addams…nothing… “Expected…what about…” She typed: Storm A.S. and to her surprise the name popped up with the little blue checkmark next to it, her profile picture…a raven… “Shocker!” Nyx giggled to herself. Storm’s IG seemed to be mostly handled by her PR team, she had pictures of pen and parchment, some lines from her books, a raven here and there, a scorpion crawling over a grave… “So, Wednesday…” Nyx smiled when a new post popped up… It was a handwritten note, written on parchment with a fountain pen and beautiful calligraphy…

It read: "In the grotesque carnival of emotions humans experience, there is a wicked amusement in feeling a flame that should remain extinguished. Love is an aberration, a ghastly affliction, like a cursed heirloom I shall never want. I rather pull out my heart than resent the way it could flinch if someone drew near, as if it were possessed by a mischievous spirit. It would be preposterous, really, to let such emotions entangle themselves in the cobweb of my existence. I despise love like an owl’s hoot echoing in the night, a chilling reminder of a sentiment I have vowed to banish from my cryptic heart… Deny it, I shall, for to acknowledge this affection would be to unravel the light that has so meticulously crept into my being." S.A.S.

And the comments started pouring in:

“So, does this mean…Storm is…in love with someone or am I reading the room wrong?”

“This is so typically Storm! Love it!”

“Does this mean Viper is getting a love interest in the 3^rd book? OMG CAN’T WAIT!”

“Storm! You have a unique way with words! Love u so much!”

“Your words are like the sweetest torture, a dance of darkness and passion. Love is but a shadow that creeps into our lives when we least expect it. Embrace the chaos, my darling!" G.A.

“Gomez…so I was right… Storm is Wednesday…” Nyx thought. “How could I ever forget her ways?” She smiled at her confirmation.

Wednesday had as predicted been writing all day, pouring out her ideas and emotions into her book. At one point, her fingers started to feel like someone was shoving pins into them and as much as she relished the feeling, she needed to keep her fingers pain-free if she was going to perform that night so she stopped typing, stretching back in her chair… She laid her head on the headrest, her mind slowly drifting back to that morning, Nyx and her girlfriend at the café, how she felt and how it had affected her were unacceptable. She grabbed her fountain pen and some parchment and started writing absurdities, not knowing what she was actually putting onto the parchment, almost as if it wasn’t her writing it… Her focus was interrupted by the chime of her phone, she scowled at the apparatus, lifting it and checking who it could possibly be…to her annoyance it was her PR manager…

PRM: “You changed your password…again… How am I supposed to do my job if you won't let me?”

WA: “Indeed, and it helped me realize you have not been doing your job correctly since you have only just noticed I changed the password…3 weeks ago…”

PRM: “I…Ok busted! But still! You have to post something; it's been way too long! Your fans are calling it a drought!”

WA: “Delightful…fine! One post! But that will be all… I will give you the password again so you can handle…that…”

PRM: “Thanks! That’s all I needed. Stay safe Storm.”

WA: “Where is the fun in that?”

She set her phone down and rammed her brain for something to post in that absurd app they called Instagram… After some minutes of thinking about what to post, she looked down at her desk, her parchment and pen lightly glowing in the now-setting sun… There was a mysterious sight to it all, she liked it. She checked what she had written on the page and found it poetically haunting, just like her feelings… She moved her lamp closer, set her parchment sideways, her ink to the right and her pen just under what she had written, setting it up nicely for the picture making sure that what she had written was visible as well… “There, posted… Hope you are happy now!” Wednesday said to herself, pocketing her phone and getting up to get ready for the reception.

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Wednesday arrived earlier than expected, she walked inside and bumped into Rae, “Wednesday! It’s great to see you kiddo!” She pat Wednesday’s shoulder, gaining her a glare.

“Evening Rae, I was wondering if there was a place where I could leave my bag?” Wednesday questioned.

“Yeah! Totally! Follow me! Oh! Also, before I forget, this is the list of songs they want to hear at the reception.” Rae smiled at her while handing her the sheet. Wednesday took the list and read it, her face slowly cringing more and more as she read through the song titles. “I’m guessing it won't be hard for you, being a gifted musician, after all, right?”

Wednesday looked up from the sheet, “Hard to play, not at all, hard to pass, completely.”

Rae laughed, “God you’re so funny! Come I’ll take you to the lockers.”  She guided her towards the staff lockers. “Here, this one is empty.” She said smiling, pointing up to the only empty locker, which was…right next to Nyx’s…

“Right…thank you Rae…” Wednesday said with a small nod.

“Sure, thing kiddo! The combo is on a post-it inside. I also have it registered in my agenda if you ever forget or lose the Post-it.” She beamed.

“Appreciated…” Wednesday nodded again.

“If that’s all you can set up your cello on the stage and feel free to ask me for anything you might need, ok?” With that Rae was off.

Wednesday sighed as she reached up to open the unlocked locker, these were the times she cursed not being a bit taller, she hated depending on others and these kinds of things put her in predicaments…luckily the lock was reachable but she’d still have to stand on her tiptoes to put things in or fetch her things out…what was totally out of her reach though was the Post-it… It had been placed at the top part of the locker door and she had no way of reaching it without something to step on…she sighed again deciding to use her cello case as a stepping stool to get it. She pulled out a file titled Weddings from her bag, it contained her sheet music, luckily all the songs on Rae’s list were commonly used at weddings and receptions and were in her file as well. This proved how basic and generic weddings could be…she scoffed at the thought of ever using such common songs on such an important day… She then put her bag inside and then set the case on the floor, carefully stepping on both sides without touching the center so as to not break her cello, as she was reaching for the Post-It she heard Nyx’s voice coming down the hall…

Nyx was animatedly talking to one of the other bartenders, buttoning up her vest…she had apparently been in the bathroom getting changed and ready for the event. Wednesday noticed from her peripherical view how…nice Nyx looked in what she was wearing… It was a pair of black dress pants, a white shirt with the sleeves slightly rolled up to her forearms, with the first 2 top buttons undone, not showing too much but leaving it up to your imagination, and a black vest to finish the look. Her shoes were polished and tapped a bit as she walked, she alluded class and confidence with each step.

Wednesday hadn’t noticed she was fully staring until blue eyes met hers… Nyx scoffed, “Are you done?”

She was brought back to her senses by that, feeling a little uncomfortable for basically checking her out, she composed herself tilting her head to Nyx, “Done with what?” She replied dryly, standing up straight and turning around once again to continue reaching for the Post-It. Nyx huffed, walking up closer to her, standing right behind Wednesday, frowning and watching what she was doing…  Wednesday could feel her stare burning daggers into the back of her head but tried to ignore it.

Nyx pops her face next to hers and says, “That’s my locker…you took up all the space…” She pointed to the locker next to Wednesday’s. Wednesday glared at her, she got off her cello case and pulled it slowly to the other side, never looking away until she climbed up on it again to continue what she was doing. Nyx entered the combo and opened her locker pulling out some of her stuff. She lowered her sight and observed Wednesday discreetly, noticing what her problem was… She let out an exasperated sigh, “You need a hand?” she asked annoyed.

“I can handle myself…I doubt I can get what I need from you anyways...” Wednesday let out rolling her eyes at Nyx up and down.

Nyx scoffed, reaching for the Post-it and placing it right on Wednesday’s forehead rather forcefully. “You haven’t changed a bit… It’s like in Nevermore all over again…” She barked at Wednesday, making her take a step back.

“Not everything is like in Nevermore...” Wednesday replied, stepping into Nyx’s space, challenging her.  Nyx rolled her eyes at her, closing her locker door, being done with the conversation she turned to leave when Wednesday said, “…And neither have you for that matter, no matter how much you try to hide it…” She said in an acid tone, pulling the Post-It off her forehead quickly. Nyx stopped in her tracks, her back towards Wednesday, she rolled her hands into fists by her side and stomped away leaving an annoyed Wednesday standing there frowning.

After a minute and still a bit shaken by their interaction, she placed the Post-It in her cello case, closed her locker, and headed to the small stage. There was a grand piano near the side as well. Wednesday wondered if there would be a pianist joining her…she didn't like to share the stage with others especially when she was annoyed but she could if she needed to yet always taking the lead if possible…

The brightly lit bar was an unlikely setting for the dark and enigmatic Wednesday Addams, but she approached the small stage with an air of quiet determination. Her presence was a stark contrast to the warm, rustic ambiance of the bar, making her seem like a gothic specter in a sea of cheerful workers.

Wednesday's cello case, weathered and adorned with subtle, eerie symbols, seemed out of place in the cozy corner of the stage. She carefully unlatched the case and lifted the instrument with an almost reverent touch. The cello, a work of art in its own right, was dark and polished to a deep-black sheen. It was an extension of her being, an embodiment of the obnoxiously beautiful tunes she was about to weave.

With deliberate grace, Wednesday set the cello's endpin on the stage, allowing its deep and resonant voice to come to life. Her long raven braid set over her shoulder as she leaned to adjust the cello's spike, ensuring it stood firmly on the wooden floorboards. Nyx watched subtly in rapt silence as she meticulously tuned each string, her slender fingers moving with expert precision. Even though she was still angry with Wednesday, she watched her in awe and fascination as she prepared to perform with her cello in the now dimly lit, intimate bar. She stood behind the bar, drying some cups as she observed, her attention solely fixed on Wednesday. As Wednesday carefully sets up her cello, adjusting the stand and ensuring each string is perfectly tuned, Nyx’s eyes followed her every movement, her heart quickening in response to the delicate grace and focused determination displayed by the enigmatic Wednesday.

She hadn’t heard or seen Wednesday play in so long that she found herself captivated by the contrast between her dark, mysterious presence and the elegance with which she handled her instrument. The atmosphere in the bar fading in the background as Nyx feels the enchanting spell that Wednesday eludes. Her eyes remained locked onto Wednesday, unable to look away, as if she was witnessing something truly magical.

Wednesday opened her file and organized her sheet music according to the list Rae gave her, she then put it on the stand in front of her, the list on the left and the sheet music on the right, she settled into a worn, antique chair that was placed there for her. Her eyes scanned the room, her gaze cold and calculating. Until her eyes were met with a pair of deep cerulean blue ones… Nyx was looking at her with a mixture of admiration, curiosity, and a subtle sense of…longing… Wednesday, frowned a bit, “…that cannot be it…” She held onto her cello a bit tighter, like it was her confidant, her partner in this eerie dance of music she was about to produce. With a final, almost imperceptible nod, she raised her bow, poised and ready to conjure haunting melodies that would send shivers down the spines of all who dared to listen as she tuned and made sure her cello was ready for the real show. She let out a sigh of annoyance and played a solo version of A Thousand Years…

As the first notes of melodies left Wednesday’s cello, Nyx found herself drawn deeper into the enigmatic world that she created with her instrument. It's a moment that stirred something profound within Nyx and it made her feel…vulnerable…would it be enough to revive the connection between her and Wednesday…which transcends the boundaries of the ordinary?

“Hey, Nyx!” Rae’s voice knocked her out of her stupor state.

“…ye…yeah?” Nyx replied, her voice shaking slightly.

“She’s a good one, isn’t she?” Rae said with a big smile. “I can’t believe how we landed a Julliard Master’s student…”

“A what?!” Nyx was shocked once more, her eyes comically wide.

“Yeah! Can you believe it?” Rae replied patting her on the back. “I was just as surprised as you when she told me.” She said with a chuckle. “Hope you can…keep up…”

Nyx almost dropped the cup she was drying, “What are you talking about?” she questioned.

“Well, that’s what I came out here to tell you…you see that piano over there?” she sighed, “Well, Benny was supposed to be here tonight but got held up with a personal issue and just called me to let me know he won't be able to come…sooooo…since I know you also play keys in your band…I was wondering if you could handle the piano for tonight.” She beamed her biggest smile at Nyx.

Nyx just stood there, her mouth slightly agape, she swallowed hard, “You’ve got to be kidding me, Rae… I can't go…up there…! I…I can't play or even manage to keep up with…Wednesday… You're going to need someone else, I'm sorry.” Nyx said putting down her towel and cup, crossing her arms over her chest.

“That’s the thing Nyx! I don’t know a better pianist than you! I need you Nyx, please save my ass…”

Nyx sighed deeply, “…Rae…I seriously can't…”, she looked down at her shoes, “Maybe…I could call someone who could?” Nyx lifted her head to look at Rae.

Rae looked back at her with disbelief, “Seriously? Who could that possibly be?”

Nyx racked her brain to try to think of someone good enough and came back empty-handed… “I…fuck…” She sighed running her fingers through her hair.

Rae sighed, “See? There’s only you…”

As Nyx was about to refute, Wednesday’s voice resonated beside them, “May I have a whiskey on the rocks, please?”

Rae chuckled, “Drinking on the job I see…”

Wednesday frowned, “I was not aware I was already on the clock…Besides, I like a whiskey before a show to keep me on my feet.” She added solemnly.

Rae laughed, “Ok, ok, Nyx pour this woman some alcohol and do think about it ok?”

Nyx glared at Rae as she pulled out a cup and poured Wednesday her drink. “Here you go, whiskey on the rocks…” she said rolling her eyes at her choice of such a classic yet simple drink.

Wednesday sat on one of the bar stools and nursed her drink, slowly savoring its oaky flavor. She turned to look at how they had decorated the bar for that night. The fairy lights lit the room softly, the chairs and tables were dressed in a pearly white fabric, and the music playing was soft as well. She enjoyed the atmosphere that was created because it wasn’t overwhelming to her senses.

Nyx returned to her job drying the cups, glasses, and some small plates they were asked to provide, she was guessing for the cake. She pondered on Rae’s request, she wasn’t worried if she’d be able to pull it off in terms of the piano, she had practiced secretly since she was a child after all, always trying to impress her mother…and she actually was skilled at it.  She was mostly worried if she’d be able to control her anger while playing with Wednesday, especially after the little altercation they had earlier, besides, they’d never played together before, Wednesday didn't even know she could play, so she wasn’t sure how it would turn out.

Her phone suddenly rang in her pocket, it was Alex… “Hey, Al! What’s up…hon?” She yelled into her phone, remembering they were supposed to be a couple in Wednesday’s eyes.

“Hon? The fuck are you ta…she’s there isn’t she?” Alex asked, knowing the answer anyway.

“Yeah, at the bar…uhm…” Nyx replied.

“I see…well, I was calling to tell you that I managed to convince Ellie and Chris to go to the bar tonight, you know, for moral support!” she laughed.

Nyx thanked the heavens for this news, she would rather have them there than be alone with Wednesday once more, “That’s fucking great news A…Babe! I’d love to have you and the girls here…” She replied.

Alex chuckled, “Ok, baby girl. We’ll be there in a while. You think you’ll be ok in the meantime?” She asked.

“Pfff yeah, I’ll be ok. See you soon…love you!” Nyx tried to sell her relationship even more when she noticed Wednesday side-eyeing her. Wednesday gulped down the rest of her drink and set the cup down hard on the bar. “Sinclair! Do pour me another, will you?”

Nyx looked at her with a concerned frown, “You sure you should have another one before a performance?” Wednesday scoffed at her, “That is on a need-to-know basis…Now, chop chop. I do not have all night.”

Nyx glared at her as she refilled her cup, sliding the drink down the bar towards her. Wednesday caught it and drank it in one go. She got off the bar stool and walked to the stage. The guests were starting to arrive and she wanted to have her songs ready for when they all got there.

The receptionist was letting people in after checking their names off a clipboard, she had them sit accordingly and placed a menu on each of their tables. After a while, most of the tables were full and they were just waiting for the Bridge and Groom to arrive.

Wednesday was playing a soft background melody as she looked around the crowd, noticing Nyx was nowhere to be seen… “Where is the Pup?” She wondered, hoping her girlfriend hadn’t shown up yet… She shook her head, ridding her mind of such dreadful thought. She closed her eyes and focused on every sound that was emanating from her cello. As the end of her song drew near, she noticed familiar footsteps behind her… “Nyx?” she thought as she finished the last note.

Nyx was standing next to her on stage with the list in one hand and a tablet in her other. She walked to the grand piano and sat on its stool. Wednesday was taken aback by Nyx’s sudden presence; she knew Nyx was one of many talents but was not aware that playing the piano was one of them. Nyx opened up the sheet music on the tablet, and looked at Wednesday, signaling for the first song. Wednesday nodded in silent understanding, she had always been the one to lead when playing with someone else, yet this time she found herself being led by none other than Nyx Sinclair… Nyx gave her a small nod as she started the notes to “A Thousand Years”, which Wednesday joined into flawlessly, the sounds of both their instruments flowing effortlessly and beautifully in the room. The bride then walked in for her first dance with the groom.

The first song and dance were well received, people were clapping, cheering and even crying. They were hugging the newlyweds and having their moment. Meanwhile, Wednesday was looking at Nyx in pure awe and admiration at her ability to play so elegantly, and again she was caught staring…

“Is there something on my face?” Nyx asked in a low voice, squinting her eyes.

“Uh…No, sorry. I just…I was not aware you could play like that.” Wednesday said, her face feeling slightly warm.

“Oh, that…yeah…You would have known had you stayed…” Nyx replied coolly, her fingers floating over the keys as she started playing the next song, not giving Wednesday a chance to react or answer. All of me, resonated across the room, giving the bride and groom another dance.

Nyx had her eyes fixed on the tablet in front of her, not daring to look in Wednesday’s general direction, so she didn’t notice when her bandmates walked in… Wednesday, however, did… She winced when she saw Nyx’s girlfriend, almost hitting the wrong note. The girl smiled at her, lifting her glass in a small salute. Wednesday could feel her face get hot with anger as she saw the girl. She just wanted to finish the song and take a break, her blood boiling as she saw her talking and laughing with her friends… As the song finally came to an end, Wednesday excused herself to the bathroom, while Nyx stayed to play background music as the guest chattered away.

Wednesday barged into the bathroom, closing the door behind her. She placed her hands on the sink, her knuckles turning white as she held on to it, she stared at the mirror, “What the fuck is wrong with me?” She questioned her reflection. She opened the faucet, put her hands under the water, and splashed her face. The coolness soothing her slightly, she grabbed some paper towels and dried off, as she was leaving the bathroom, she walked straight into Nyx’s girlfriend…

“Whoa! We've gotta stop meeting like this!” She chuckled, “Name’s Alex.” She said standing right in front of the bathroom door, making Wednesday unable to leave. Alex stretched out her hand for her to take, she glared daggers at her hand and then at her face.

“Pleasure…” she replied, she could practically taste the bile in her mouth.

Alex took her hand back and ran it through her hair, “You’re Nyx’s old-school friend, right? Friday is it?”

Wednesday felt mocked, “Now, why would I answer any of that? Are you moving or shall I remove you?” She was reaching for her concealed knife narrowing her eyes at Alex.

“Bro…is that a…knife?!” Alex looked panicked.

“Al?” Nyx’s voice came from behind Alex making Wednesday hide her knife behind her. Alex stepped aside to let her in, Nyx looked between her and Wednesday suspiciously. “Addams…they're expecting you on stage…” she announced. Wednesday was glued to her spot now but she knew she had to move, she was feeling trapped and didn't want to trigger another panic attack. Wednesday nodded at Nyx, sliding out the door by Alex’s side with zero acknowledgment for the girl.

“Sheesh! You really chose a tough one, Nyx!” Alex let out a breath. “She pulled a knife at me, bro!”

Nyx shook her head but wasn’t surprised. “She definitely hasn’t changed much…” she pinched her nose in frustration.

“You guys…need to talk…there’s A LOT of things you need to clear up…” Alex said shaking Nyx by the shoulders, “Seriously pup, you have to let this grudge go… Your mate…has been through so much…”

Nyx lifted her head in surprise, a frown and worry showing on her face. “You…felt something didn't you?”

Alex ducked her head, kicking the tip of her shoe on a tile, “It’s not my place to tell…sorry…”

Nyx looked at Alex with tired eyes, “I just want this night to be over…I'm exhausted…” Alex hugged Nyx by the shoulders and they walked out of the bathroom, straight for the makeshift dance floor…

Wednesday was playing a cello solo of Perfect, her eyes closed in concentration. Nyx loved that song; she had dreamt of singing it to Wednesday back at school but could never gather the courage… She wondered what would have happened if she ever got to confess before everything went to shit… Would Wednesday have stayed with her…had she known they were mated? Would she have felt the same way towards her?

Nyx was pulled from her thoughts by Alex’s hand on her forearm, “Care to dance, Pup?” She flashed her an understanding smile. Nyx held her hand and dragged her to the dance floor… She placed her hands behind her neck and Alex placed hers around her waist… “Well, look at that…we fit nicely together, pup!” Alex said laughing lightly.

“Don’t you even dare!” Nyx laughed back at her, feeling thankful she was there. “You know, this song…brings back so many memories…” She said.

“Oh, yeah…I know Pup, I know…” Alex replied softly.

Wednesday felt something weird breaking her concentration…she couldn’t put her finger on it but it made her open her eyes and that’s when it hit… Nyx and Alex…slow dancing to her melody…laughing softly, looking into each other’s eyes… Nyx’s laugh so light and carefree… She hated it…hated all of it… She finished the song, got up and got a whiskey from the bar... “This will help…numb me up…” she gulped down the drink in one go, asked for another one and got back on stage…

“I guess that’s my cue to head back up as well. We just have 2 more songs to play before the DJ starts the real party.” Nyx told Alex as they parted.

“Break a leg then!” Alex said, making Nyx chuckle.

As Nyx walked past Wednesday, she saw the drink set by her foot, she could also smell the alcohol in her breath… “Hey, are you ok?” she asked.

“Why would I not be?” Wednesday replied coldly. Nyx frowned and walked away towards the piano. They got ready to play the last 2 songs of the night as food was being served. Nyx hit the first notes to I can't help falling in love as Wednesday joined in with her cello. Her notes sounding sad rather than romantic… Nyx finally took her eyes off the tablet, to look at Wednesday… She had her eyes closed per usual, her face tense, as if she were trying to contain…something Nyx couldn’t place her mind on… “What's going on with you?” she thought to herself as the song came to an end.

Wednesday opened her eyes and looked in Nyx’s direction, her face softening, her eyes glassy… She collected herself quickly and grabbed her glass, drinking its content and getting ready for the last song of the night… Nyx sighed, as much as she hated Wednesday, she didn’t want to see her drinking her problems away like this… Wednesday held her bow tightly onto a sting, looking at Nyx for her to be ready, she was leading this time…

As the first notes to I will always love you came, Nyx noticed Wednesday wasn’t closing her eyes this time, but playing looking directly into her eyes… Nyx couldn’t look away either, it was like she was a moth, staring straight at the flame that could literally kill her… She could feel the sentiment Wednesday was pouring into the song, her heart skipping a beat… Wednesday was being bold in her own way, the liquid courage flowing through her veins… She knew Nyx was taken yet she didn’t care at this point, she needed to get this out of her system and music was the easiest way for her to express herself... The song was coming to an end yet she never took her eyes off Nyx, even as the crowd stood up and clapped for them. Yet once it got too obvious she looked away, facing the audience once more, bowing and stepping off the stage, Nyx following close behind her.

“Wednesday, wait!” She called for her as she made it through the crowd, heading for her locker to get her stuff and leave. Her emotions were becoming too overwhelming for her taste… She didn't turn when she heard Nyx calling her, she couldn’t deal with that right now… She needed to leave…panic was starting to set in once more as the room started to feel far too cramped… “Not…now…” She shut her eyes, trying to calm her fast-beating heart… Eventually, Nyx caught up to her, wrapping her hand around her wrist…everything went black…the whole bar fading behind her lidded eyes… “Wednesday!” her name…the last thing she heard…

Chapter Text

Wednesday stirred in her sleep, she frowned lightly as a ray of sunshine poured into the room, she could feel the warmth from it on her face. She opened her eyes slowly, feeling an oncoming headache ahead. She rubbed her temples and groaned, “Agg…What on earth happened…” she questioned, her voice coming out groggy. She wasn’t expecting an answer but one came anyway…in the tone of one Nyx Sinclair… “You fainted…”

Wednesday shot up in the bed she was in, suddenly noticing all to well this was not HER bed nor her room… She glanced in the direction of Nyx’s voice, a slight frown forming… “How…I should…go…” She sat up on the side of the bed and immediately felt dizzy…she grabbed her head with both hands…

Nyx was rapidly at her side, her face trying to hide the concern she felt, “Here, take these. They’ll help with the headache…” She handed Wednesday 2 aspirins and a glass of water.

Wednesday lifted her head to look at what Nyx was offering, shaking her head in a no motion, “I just have to get home…” She tried to stand but her legs gave in and she sat on the bed again… Why was her body not reacting like it should? This had only happened soon after she…it had been a while since she’d felt this bad…

“Stop being so stubborn and take the pills.” Nyx shoved the pills in Wednesday’s hand, holding the glass in front of her to take. Wednesday glared at her and swallowed the pills in one take, gulping down the fresh, chill water… She’d never admit it felt nice and cool, calming the burning inside her…

“See, that wasn't so hard now, was it?” Nyx said in a calm tone, sitting in a chair in front of her.

Wednesday set the empty glass on the nightstand next to the bed and questioned, “Can you tell me what happened?”

Nyx looked at her puzzled, she thought she’d remember but apparently, she didn’t, “Well, we finished playing at the reception and you stormed off the stage visibly angry for some reason…I followed you…and as you were about to reach the backdoor to leave, I…I held you by the wrist, you stopped in your tracks, turned around to refute, and…fainted…” Wednesday remembered everything Nyx was telling her except the fainting part… Nyx continued, “At first, when you froze I thought you were having a vision…but when you turned and opened your mouth to say something, your eyes rolled to the back of your head and went completely limp…you were about to hit the floor when I caught you…”

“You didn't have to…” Wednesday answered dryly.

“I know…but like I said back at Nevermore…that’s what friends do… Even though we're not friends anymore…”Nyx ducked her head a bit, avoiding Wednesday’s stare…

Wednesday looked at her and frowned, “I…I appreciate the hospitality but I really wish to not overstay my welcome…I would not want your…girlfriend to get the wrong idea…”

Nyx snapped her head up, “Has that white lie gone too far?” she thought. “It’s alright…she helped me get you here…”

Wednesday scoffed at herself for letting them treat her as some weakling… She was not weak and she was not going to allow her body to demonstrate the opposite. She tried getting up once more and…failed once again… “Damn it!” She cursed, slamming her fists on her thighs.

These episodes started soon after she was back home… The first one was when she was trying to convince her parents that she was okay and that she could continue with her studies… She was trying to get her point across, her mind going blank and her body limp, hitting the floor with a loud thump… She had to stay in bed for a couple of hours after that…her legs not wanting to respond properly… The second time it happened her parents took her to a doctor to run some tests, just to be sure… It turned out that these episodes happened right after enormous amounts of stress saturated her system…all due to the panic attacks she had ever since…

“Stay as long as you need.” Nyx’s voice was low, a hint of worry to her tone. “I have to go to class anyway, you’ll have the whole apartment to yourself… There’s some food in the fridge and there’s a set of fresh towels in the bathroom if you need to shower… I’ll be back by 4 pm, ok?” Wednesday started at her for a moment, she knew she wouldn’t be able to move for another couple of hours whether she wanted to or not so she just nodded, getting back into bed and sulking. “Okay…if you…need anything…my number is on a note on the fridge… See you later…I guess…” Nyx said, getting up and leaving the bedroom. She closed the door behind her softly and sighed… How did they end up in this situation again?

…

By the time she got back from school, Wednesday was gone… No note, everything in its place, the bed made, the towels in the dryer…No sign of where she could have gone…the only thing missing was the note with her number on it… Nyx sighed for the millionth time that day… “Some things…never change…”

A couple of weeks had passed and Nyx hadn’t seen or heard from Wednesday at all. Rae had mentioned that Wednesday had dropped by to quit her job due to personal issues but since she had actually done an impressive job, she had offered her to come back when she thought the time was right…

“I honestly don’t know what happened to that girl but since she fainted, I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off... I just felt she needed time. She’s not a bad kid, she just seems to be going through a lot.” Rae told her the day she asked. “I’m glad you two made friends, she seems she could use one, heck you could use one too!” she chuckled and walked off.

It was all radio silence again, typical Wednesday… Nyx should be used to this by now yet she found herself curious, going through Storm’s IG that night… “No new posts since the parchment one…” She set the notifications on for her account and got into bed, falling fast asleep soon after, her dreams filled with only the presence of Wednesday…

The next morning, she was awoken by the ping on her phone… Storm had uploaded a story… She touched the notification, opening the story, it was a short clip of a small cabin in some snowy part of the world…there was a lake and it was surrounded by what looked like a vast forest, a small note on the bottom that read: The road to recovery is…torturous… Nyx shook her head at the comment, “Typical Wednesday…” At least she was…safe…

It was the last week of the month and Nyx was busy with exams, she rushed into Pete’s café to grab a quick lunch. She got her food and dragged her feet to the nearest booth towards the back, stopping dead in her tracks when she saw it was occupied…

Wednesday Addams lifted her head, staring at her. “Nyx…” she said, letting out a breath. She was about to walk away when Wednesday said, “Nyx, please…stay…I…We need to talk…”

“Oh so NOW she wanted to talk…” Nyx thought. “I have nothing to say to you.” She shot back.

Wednesday flinched, “Understandable…but can you at least…hear what I have to say?” she questioned hesitantly.

Nyx debated with herself, her human side wanting to leave, her wolf, however, wanting to stay… She let her wolf win this time, sitting down across from Wednesday. “You have 5 minutes…I have an exam to get to…” She said, crossing her arms in front of her chest defensively.

Wednesday frowned, she looked…tiered…her face paler than usual, her eyes a bit sunken due to weight loss, her cheekbones a bit more prominent… “I…I will try to use your time effectively…” Wednesday nodded.

“Go on then, I'm listening,” Nyx replied annoyed.

Wednesday looked into her eyes and stated, “I am here to apologize for…everything… I have had lots of time to think about my actions and how they have affected you… I have been nothing but selfish and inconsiderate. I have wandered through shadows for too long, and in doing so, I have cast my darkness onto the one soul I swore to protect... I let my fears and doubts cloud my vision, and in my blindness, I hurt you deeply. I am profoundly sorry for taking your friendship for granted, and for ignoring the light that you brought into my life all those years ago. My actions, like a torrent of bats, have caused you irreparable pain, and I wish to make amends. If you could find it in your heart to forgive me…I have promised myself to cherish and protect the warmth you kindled within me, for it has been what has kept me alive all these years I have been gone, and from now on I will strive to be better, to learn to let the light in once more and to make you proud… I understand it might be hard for you to forgive me, but I want you to know that I now realize…how much you mean to me… I want to make amends and be a better friend. I value the bond we shared, and I am committed to repairing it. You have been shrouded with my darkness for far too long…you deserve happiness, Nyx, and if you will allow me, I would like to help you find your way back to it. I would like to help you find your light again… Will you accept my apologies and grant me a chance to make things, right?"

A single tear rolled down Nyx’s cheek, Wednesday felt the urge to rub her thumb over it, drying it but held her hands in place. Nyx wiped her face with her sleeve, “I…I don’t know what to say…you really hurt me Wednesday…my wolf…my heart…you leaving me like that…after everything we’d been through…just…shattered my soul…it ruined me as a person…I…I don’t know how…I could never forgive the damage…just look at me! I'm not half the person I used to be…and I hate myself for it! You say my light has kept you alive all these years, which means you valued me…so, why the fuck did you leave me like that?! Nyx slammed her fist on the table in front of her, tears threatening to overflow from her cerulean eyes.

Wednesday took in a deep breath, her hands shaking, her heart pounding in her chest…she wanted to…she wanted to tell Nyx everything…Why was this so damn hard? “I…” her throat felt dry…

Nyx scoffed, “You come back years later, a successful writer under a pseudonym I guessed since day one, like nothing happened? As if I was just the collateral damage to your success? Fuck Wednesday! Who the fuck does that?! She slid down the seat, about to get up to leave when…

“I was arrested, Enid!” Wednesday desperately shouted, tears flowing down her cheeks…Her impenetrable walls crumbling at Nyx’s feet…

Nyx was taken aback by the sudden response.

“I…Pugsley…almost got caught…taking something from the Vatican’s vault…” Wednesday continued… “I managed to get there…right before the authorities did…” She looked down at the table, trying to hide her tears… “I never get caught…but this time…I could barely get him out…” Wednesday swallowed, “I…was sentenced to 4 years in an Italian prison for attempted robbery and break-in…” She lifted her head and smiled sadly at Nyx, “I managed to get out after 3 for good behavior, believe it or not…” she chuckled.

All Nyx could do was stare at her, dumbfounded, her mouth slightly agape…

“My family relocated to a villa on the outskirts of Vatican City…there was no way for me to contact anybody…” Wednesday looked Nyx straight into her blue eyes, reaching out for her hand… “May I?” She asked.

Nyx took her hand, and Wednesday intertwined their fingers, rubbing the back of her hand with her thumb…

“I am sorry I hurt you…it is the last thing I wanted…” she said solemnly, “Prison is not as fun as I thought it would be… the only thing keeping me sane in there…was thinking I would get to…see you again…one day…” A sad smile played on her lips.

Nyx lifted her head and looked into Wednesday’s eyes…she hadn’t realized she was tearing up herself…she wiped her eyes and just stared…

This Wednesday was a completely different person than the one she met back in Nevermore, she was still her full gothic self, stoic and cast to her roots yet this Wednesday was more mature, more in tune with her feelings, or at least she was showing vulnerability to Nyx and Nyx alone…

“Please…say something…” Wednesday pleaded, rubbing circles on Nyx’s hand.

Nyx was overwhelmed by Wednesday’s confession, “I…” she looked at their hands, “I…I have to go…” and with that, she stood up and left Wednesday, sitting alone at the booth…

A pan of coldness hit Wednesday like a ton of bricks, she didn’t care if anyone else treated her like this but Nyx…her Enid…warm, colorful, cheerful puppy who brought sunshine and rainbows to her years…was now a shell of whom she used to be…empty and cold…like she once had been… ”Oh how the tables have turned…ironic…” She thought as she looked down at her hands, they were still shaking…had she known emotions would feel this way, she would have never wanted to feel them…

Wednesday was one for consistency yet none of this was consistent…everything was upside down and she didn’t know if she could fix it…if there even was anything to fix… she sighed heavily, putting her head in her hands, “Where are you, my Enid…? I have lost you amongst the darkness and every time I think I have reached you…you slip through my fingers…”

She stayed in the booth for what seemed an eternity only getting up to leave once Pete came by to announce they were closing…

“Are you all right, miss?”, He asked with a concerned look.

“Yes…I am…perfectly fine.” She did her best to deadpan but was too tired to care at this point.

“Would you like me to get you an Uber?”, Pete offered.

“That will not be necessary, I shall walk…I need to clear my mind.” She said standing up to leave. She gave him a nod as she exited. 

“Strange girl that one”, he said to himself.

Wednesday started walking towards her apartment building, which wasn’t far from the cafe yet she wanted to clear her head, so she decided to walk around Central Park for a bit, she popped in her headphones and played classical cello pieces. The Only Exception came on first, she shook her head as Nyx’s beautiful smiling face came to her mind… With her head distracted by the music and her thoughts she wasn’t aware she was being followed… She was right in the middle of the park when the man following her shoved her down…

“What is your problem?!”, She yelled, pushing him off her. 

He smiled at her, “Sorry, must’ve tripped, my name is George.”

Wednesday scowled at him, pulling out her knife from her boot. “Good to know, now off you go before I skin you alive…”, She waved her knife at him.

“Shit woman! You’re crazy! Not worth it…go fuck yourself you fucking bitch!” He practically ran away while cursing her out. Had it been other times, Wednesday would’ve taken the opportunity to skin him, but this time…she’d appreciate not getting herself back in prison…

She kept walking, one headphone out this time, clutching her bag closer to her. She hadn’t realized how late it was until then.

As she was reaching the end of the park 4 men approached her, “Hey lady, got the time?” 

She tightened her grip against her knives as she kept walking past them.

“Yo bitch! I asked you a question.” He threatened, jumping in front of her.

In a slick movement, she was behind him, holding the knife against his neck, “Do not come any closer!”, she told his friends, “Or he will die in an instant.”

His friends weren’t amused, they spread out, one of them managed to grab Wednesday from behind and pull her off his friend. “God, thank you…”, he told them, “Take her stuff and…do whatever the fuck you want with her, I don’t give a fuck…”, the man rubbed his neck as he said this to his friends.

As Wednesday was trying to squiggle her way out of the other man’s hold, she heard a scream of terror…ripping and dripping caught her attention while the man’s arms let go of her. Everything went down in a flash, there was blood and guts everywhere, a head flew in her direction; she almost caught it when a wolf in their full form came up to her and nudged her hands, “Are you okay?” She heard in her head…the voice soft, full of concern… ”Enid?” She thought…

“It’s Nyx but yes… her wolf was a darker shade than she remembered, her eyes dark as well, her snout and chest dripping with blood… “Hop on… I’ll take you home…” Wednesday heard in her head again…was she going mad? She slowly walked toward Nyx and hopped on her back, “Hang on”, she said and started running, the wind hitting her face, she closed her eyes and let Nyx take her home…

They reached her apartment through the alleyway, “We’re here you can hop off now”, Wednesday heard in her head again, once she slid off, Nyx transformed back into her human form, naked, covered in dirt, grime, and blood…Wednesday quickly looked down at her boots, blushing lightly, taking her jacket off and offering it to Nyx…

“Thanks, but I don’t think that would fit me…”, she rolled her eyes.

“Then come up so you can at least shower and get covered up before you run off naked again.” Wednesday deadpanned.

Nyx flinched at the thought yet she couldn’t be seen like this roaming the streets of NY. “Fine!”, She huffed, “but only because I don’t want to get caught.” 

Wednesday nodded firmly as she walked up to the fire escape ladder to pull it down…

“Let me get that, short stuff.” Nyx walked up to Wednesday and pulled the ladder down swiftly. “After you’’, she said.

Wednesday quickly ascended the ladder and pried open her window to let Nyx in. “How did you know where I lived?” She questioned quizzically. “Your scent…I followed it…It’s not that hard really…” Nyx answered ducking her head.

Wednesday nodded, “I’ll go get you some clothes that will fit. The bathroom is right over there…there are fresh towels in there too.”

Nyx quietly went into the bathroom and locked the door behind her. She looked horrid in the mirror, a bloody mess…she hadn’t meant to kill anybody that night but they deserved it… “Hmm Wednesday, can I use your phone real quick?” She asked, a slight panic in her voice.

Wednesday was a bit puzzled by the request but slid her phone under the bathroom door.

“Thanks, I’ll be quick, I promise,” Nyx stated.

“Take your time, I do not really use it so, there should be enough minutes there to talk…” Wednesday replied, feeling a bit annoyed thinking Nyx would call her girlfriend... She could hear Nyx dialing a number, so she decided to go back to her room to find Nyx some bigger clothes to change into, not wanting to pry.

“Hey, it’s me, Nyx…I um, had a problem in Central Park…I’m going to need a clean-up near the north exit ASAP…mmm about 15 minutes ago, self-defense…I believe 4 males…all dead…yeah…Thanks a lot and sorry about the mess…” Nyx said as she hung up. “Hmm, Wednesday?”

“Yes?” Wednesday replied from the living room.

“I’m done with your phone…” Nyx yelled from the bathroom.

Wednesday walked towards the door as Nyx opened it slightly handing her her phone back. “Thanks, you really saved my neck now…” Nyx stated ducking her head down.

“I would say it is the other way around but I am glad my phone could help you, Nyx,” Wednesday said looking at the top of Nyx’s bloody head. “Now, shower, please…as much as I enjoy blood, I do not want my whole apartment smelling like it tonight…” She deadpanned.

Nyx nodded lightly and closed the door.

Wednesday heard the shower go off and she set the clothes on a small table near the bathroom door. “I left your clothes out here, ok?”, She yelled hoping Nyx would hear her.

She then walked to her kitchen to make some tea and food for Nyx to eat, she knew that werewolves needed food after transforming, Nyx was no exception.

The shower took longer than Wednesday had expected and by the time Nyx was out wearing the clothes she got for her, the food was ready… “I made you something, I know you get hungry after transformations so…”

“Thanks,” Nyx said coolly, sitting down at the kitchen island. 

They ate in silence…until Wednesday said, “Thank you for helping me out there, I owe you my life…once again…” 

“It was nothing, luckily I was running in the park when I saw you being attacked,” Nyx said, chewing on her food loudly. She knew that was a lie but she’d keep it to herself for now…She didn’t need Wednesday to know that she was still at school in the city center nor that her wolf sensed she was in danger…

Wednesday narrowed her eyes and discreetly watched Nyx eat her food, she looked more relaxed and content while doing so…and she could see almost a glimpse of her Enid… They kept on eating their dinner in absolute silence when Wednesday decided to break said silence, her curiosity getting the most of her, she asked, “Did you manage to inform your…girlfriend that you’re here?”

Nyx lifted her eyes off her plate and swallowed, “…about that…” She had been thinking about everything Wednesday had said that afternoon, she was even sure she failed her 3 tests just because she couldn’t get her speech out of her head… She had decided to try to regain her trust in Wednesday and if things worked out, eventually try to mend their friendship… So, she felt she owed it to her to clear the air, starting with this specific issue… “I have been thinking about what you said today and…I'm sorry you were imprisoned…it honestly never crossed my mind…at first, I was worried about you, Yoko, and I looked for you for a couple of months then I lost all hope, and anger set in…I resented you and even got to hate you…You broke my heart and soul…to a wolf, that’s very painful…you do know why, right?” She asked, setting aside her pride and letting herself be vulnerable.

Wednesday looked at her, blinking, “I…I have a notion, yes… Nyx, I…was too blind to see it then but in retrospect, I too…felt the connection…” Her voice was low and shy under the confession.

Nyx chuckled, “Really? I’m genuinely surprised! I didn’t know you…felt the same way as well…” She gave her the biggest smile and for a moment Wednesday saw her Enid, the Enid she came to respect and…cherish… “I was going to tell you, you know…that final year at Nevermore…” Her smile saddened at the memory.

Wednesday reached for her hand, “May I?” Nyx stretched her hand out and held onto Wednesday’s intertwining their fingers, “…I wanted to tell you how I felt, that final year as well but…things got complicated…” She gave Nyx a soft look, “I wrote you thousands of unsent letters… every day trying to explain yet none of them seem to be enough…I could feel my soul yearn for some sort of communication, just a chance to…but it never came…I strongly apologize for…everything…”

Nyx stared at her with knowing eyes, “I understand that now, Wends…” She rubbed her thumb over her hand. Her old nickname for Wednesday, which used to annoy her in her earlier years at Nevermore, now seemed like a breath of fresh air… “I’d like to try…to mend things…” Wednesday looked at her, a glint of hope flashing in her deep chocolate orbs. Then Wednesday did the most unexpected thing ever, she smiled…it was a small, soft smile, barely noticeable only, Nyx noticed…and it made her mind mush…every coherent word leaving her head… Wednesday noticing, tilted her head down, blushing lightly… “…I…sorry…I've just…never seen you smile before…and it’s…mesmerizing… Nyx said honestly, smiling bashfully at Wednesday.

Wednesday’s blush was more evident now, “You manage to bring out the wildest…reactions out of me…” Her smile deepened, showing her dimples on full display.

Nyx’s mouth almost fell agape, “You…you have…dimples…” The shock was written all over her face.

Wednesday lifted her other hand and touched the side of her face where a dimple was, “I believe so, yes…”

Nyx beamed at her. Wednesday squeezed Nyx’s hand prompting her to continue, “Oh! Yes! Sorry, if we’re going to start mending our…friendship…I want to be honest with you…” Nyx replied.

Wednesday nodded, “Enlighten me.”

“Alex is…Alex isn’t my girlfriend…” Nyx said in one go.

Wednesday flashed her a quizzical look. “What do you mean?”

Nyx sighed and tentatively looked at their conjoined hands, “I mean, she’s, my bandmate. We aren’t dating… I asked her to pretend to be my girlfriend to make you…I don’t even know why I did that…” she rubbed the back of her neck with her free hand.

Wednesday was…happy? “What is up with all these feelings?” She pondered to herself. “Thank you for being honest with me…I knew there was something off there but I was not sure what it was…” Wednesday replied.

“Yeah, well…I’m happily single!” Nyx announced, waving her best jazz hand.

“That is…good to know…” Wednesday added.

“What about you? What’s up with your life?” Nyx questioned, there was so much to catch up on and Nyx had been secretly waiting for this opportunity, even if she hated Wednesday at one point.

“Well, other than having spent the past 3 years in prison and publishing 2 books in my book series, I have been pretty much staying low and out of trouble…” Wednesday replied, surprised at how easy it was talking to Nyx.

“Ah! Storm A.S.! I knew it was you from day one!” Nyx laughed, pointing a fork at Wednesday, “You could fool anyone but me you know.” She smirked slyly.

“I…I was not trying to hide…I just like my privacy, you know that better than anyone…” Wednesday said stoically, “I wanted to publish my books but…did not want the fame that came with it…” she added.

“Makes total sense.” Nyx agreed, chewing on a piece of steak.

“May I, ask you a personal question?” Wednesday asked.

Nyx frowned a bit in thought, “…Sure why not?”

Wednesday stared quizzically, “Why Nyx? Why did you change your name?”

Nyx’s hand in Wednesday’s stiffened, her whole body going rigid and feeling cold. She took a deep breath, it was now or never… “…When I…finished school, I wasn’t the girl you used to know…I changed…a lot…even isolated from my friends, can you believe that?” She said in a small, sad chuckle. “…I decided to start a new life, away from everyone I once knew…I changed my name, number and heck even state! No one knows where I am, not even my own family…” She tucked her head down.

Wednesday rubbed patterns on the back of her hand, trying to soothe her, “It…must have been…difficult…I know how much you appreciate pack life…”

This made Nyx look up at her, “I lost my pack…the day I lost…you…”

Wednesday’s heart squeezed in her chest, tightening as she got up. She stood in front of Nyx and held her arms open, “Come…I know you want to…” Nyx looked her up and down, dumbfounded… She stood up straight in front of Wednesday, staring down at her for a few moments before wrapping her into an overdue hug… She felt her soul being put back together, the pieces fitting in perfectly. Wednesday’s scent brought Nyx peace to her wolf, who yipped happily inside her. Wednesday felt the warmth she had been longing for, the glue that kept her together was now right there in front of her fixing every crack there has ever been made… They stayed like this for a while, only breaking apart to acknowledge each other.

“Nyx, Goddess of the Night…” Wednesday whispered and Nyx nodded. “How could I have missed it?” She smiled. “It fits you…yet I never minded Enid as well.” She said cupping Nyx’s cheek. Nyx leaned into her touch, closing her eyes and cherishing the moment. There was so much they needed to catch up on, but right then and there, this was enough for them to start with…

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“Thank you for giving me a chance to mend our…friendship…” Wednesday whispered into the crook of Nyx’s neck.

Nyx pulled her in tighter, “I hope we don’t mess up this time…” She said chucking lightly. They pulled away slowly, holding each other at arm's length.

“Personally, I do not plan on going anywhere anymore…” Wednesday said looking into Nyx’s beautiful blue eyes.

“You better not! I…My wolf wouldn’t stand it…” Nyx responded ducking her head a bit, at this Wednesday lifted her chin with a delicate finger, leaned in, and placed a soft kiss on Nyx’s cheek, letting her lips linger a bit longer than expected. Nyx closed her eyes letting out a shaky sigh. “I…I should get going…”

Wednesday pulled away, “I understand. Do you live nearby? Should I call you…an Uber is it?” she questioned tilting her head.

Nyx giggled, “Yeah, it’s Uber but no, I actually live…fairly close…I can walk home.” She smiled at Wednesday.

Wednesday nodded, “Very well. Let me…walk you to the door then.” She walked stiffly towards her front door, guiding Nyx down to the main entrance of her apartment building in slightly awkward silence. She opened the door, and a chill wind blew onto them, making their skin tingle.

“I’m glad I listened to you and put on some clothes.” Nyx laughed.

“It is quite chilly tonight…” Wednesday acknowledged, stepping outside.

“See that building? That’s my place.” Nyx pointed towards the end of the street to a modern light-yellow building.

“Be on your way then, I will wait here until you are inside,” Wednesday said stoically.

Nyx narrowed her eyes in amusement, “You really don’t have to…Besides, it’s cold out.”

“I do and I will. Also, I do enjoy the chill breeze, it reminds me of my walks around the family cemetery.” Wednesday stated firmly.

Nyx laughed again, “There's the Wednesday I knew!” She smiled at her, “I’ll…be on my way then…” She knew she had to leave but her body wasn’t moving an inch. Wednesday didn’t move either… They stood there in silence, looking at each other not really knowing what to do next.

Wednesday broke their stance by opening her arms, “See you at work, ok?” Nyx looked down at Wednesday’s open arms and melted into her hug, a soft smile adorning her face.

“It’s…getting late…” she let out as she pulled away.

“I…believe it is…” Wednesday said softly.

Nyx started to walk down the steps of Wednesday’s building, “See you tomorrow, Wends.”

“Good night, Nyx. May you have…pleasant dreams.”

Nyx beamed at her as she sprinted down the street, reaching her building and waving at her from the door. Wednesday chuckled waving back and then stepping into her own building.

…

The next morning, Wednesday woke up her usual stoic self and started to get ready for her day. It was a Saturday, so she really didn't have much to do except for one main thing... She got in the shower and let the ice-cold water soothe her body. Once she was out, she decided to put on a striped, black and white, silk shirt, a black knitted vest, skinny jeans in her signature color, and her black leather boots.

She then sat down and called Rae to see if she could set up a meeting with her to get her job back… Even though she didn't need the money, she felt she owed it to Rae to at least try, Besides, having a job was part of her current arrangement… She had to prove she was well-adjusted to be back in society again… She rolled her eyes at the thought, “The things I do to stay out of…THAT prison…” She sighed. The Vatican prison really did a number on her… she never thought being incarcerated would be so…unpleasant. It was on her bucket list after all…

Nyx rolled in her bed, stretching contently. She loved Saturdays because she was practically free all day until the evening when she had to go to work. She got up, stretched some more, letting out a big yawn, that’s when she noticed Wednesday’s clothes on the chair in her room… Flashes of the night before coming back to her sleepy head, she chuckled at the memories…

“I gotta wash that.” She grabbed the clothes and others she had in her hamper and walked to her bathroom where her washer was. She loaded everything in and started the machine. She looked at herself in the mirror, there was this glow in her eyes she hadn’t seen in a long time, she smiled and ducked her head, shaking it lightly. She pulled away and hopped into the shower.

Wednesday dialed Rae’s number, hoping she’d want to talk to her. She didn’t want to go through the hassle of looking for another job…

Rae: “Hello? Wednesday? Is it really you?” Rae questioned.

Wednesday: “Good morning Rae. Affirmative.” Wednesday replied a little stiffly.

R: “Wow kiddo! I thought I’d never hear back from you! How have you been?” Her voice sounded, excited and full of genuine concern.

W: “I have been…I am doing much better now.”

R: “Good to know. You looked pretty…messed up the last time I saw you…ya know when you fainted…”

W: “Ah yes…not one of my finest moments… I…was on a retreat…to help me with my…condition…”

R: “That’s understandable kiddo. You do you… Now, is there anything in particular you wanted to talk to me about on this fine morning?”

W: “Yes, I was wondering if I could drop by tonight…to ask you about…” Rae cut her off, making her unable to finish her request.

R: “Is this about your job, kiddo? Because you know you can just come back and play for us tonight, right?” Rae chuckled, “We don’t have to be all formal for this. Just come by tonight, ok? The job is still here for you.”

Wednesday was taken aback, she was surprised at the kindness Rae showed her, it felt almost…familiar…

W: “I…I shall be there tonight then…”

R: “See ya later kiddo!”

W: “Have a good day Rae…and thank you…”

R: “Take care of yourself kiddo.”

The call ended. Wednesday stared at her phone and frowned. Maybe life was actually giving her a second chance at redemption after all… She was sure not to mess it up this time…

Nyx got out of the shower and dressed in some comfortable clothes, a plain white t-shirt, gray sweat shorts, and a pair of running sneakers. She was thinking of hitting the gym for a bit but she'd drop by the café to get her morning carbs in first.

Wednesday, got up, grabbed her bag, and headed for the café for her usual breakfast. When she arrived, Pete greeted her full of enthusiasm. “Wednesday! Good morning! The usual?”

Wednesday nodded in acknowledgment, “Good morning Pete. That is correct.”

“You know, I forgot how less gloomy the café was without you… You haven’t switched on me, have you?” Pete questioned cheerfully.

“I will take that as a compliment…and no, I was just away…on business,” Wednesday replied.

The last time she was here, she wasn’t in any mood to talk, she was just back and waiting for Nyx to show up, so she hadn’t paid attention to Pete and his questions then. “That’s good to know Wednesday. And, are you planning on leaving again soon?” Pete questioned curiously, having noticed how miserable Nyx was during her absence.

“Not any time soon, no,” Wednesday replied, eying him suspiciously, frowning lightly. “I’ll be in my usual booth.” She turned on her heel and left.

By now, Pete knew better than to press, he also knew that he had slightly annoyed Wednesday so he’d add an extra shot of her favorite blend to her quad.   

Wednesday sat down and looked out the window at the park, there was a sense of peace she secretly appreciated on this Saturday morning. She stared out without anything really going through her mind when Pete arrived with her order, “Um, here’s your quad with an extra shot on the house and your blackberry granola bar.” He winked and smiled at her.

Wednesday flinched yet nodded, “Appreciated.”

Pete tilted his head at the sound of the door and smiled fully, “That’s my cue to leave! My…other favorite customer just walked in…” He stated as he walked back to the front counter.

Wednesday poked her head from the side of her booth to look at who Pete was referring to and she saw Nyx walk in. She saw Wednesday and gave her a small wave and soft smile. Wednesday’s heart skipped a beat as she slid back into her booth, pulling out her notepad and pen. Her Saturday morning was mostly free, she had planned to get breakfast and try to cook up some ideas for her novel, to then head to the outskirts of the city to…

“Good morning Wends.” Nyx greeted, pulling Wednesday from her thoughts.

“Dreadful morning it is Nyx, luckily my coffee is as black as I hope my day will be.”

Nyx laughed as she took the seat across Wednesday. “Never lose that sense of humor Wends. It suits you.” She said, giving her a playful wink.

Wednesday’s deadpanned face almost faltered, her throat going dry as she tried to come up with something to say, “…Out for…a run?” she questioned.

Nyx looked down at herself, “Oh, mmm this? Well, I was planning on going to the gym after breakfast…Maybe get into some cardio.” She said strangely bashfully.

“Ah! Yes, you wolves have a lot of energy to burn, so I have heard.” Wednesday stated, trying to regain some sort of coherent conversation.

“Yeah and it's either burning it at a gym or running or doing some sort of physical activity…” Nyx’s eyes widened as the words left her mouth, she hadn’t met for that to sound…suggestive…

Wednesday was taking a sip of her quad when she put 2 and 2 together and almost choked, a light blush adorning her pale cheeks. “That sounds like…a good way to release pent-up energy…” She made it worse…now it was Nyx who was blushing profusely, her wolf howling inside her, knowing…

“I…yeah…it’s…a lot of…fun!” Nyx said, trying to ignore the double meaning their words could have.

“Indeed…” Wednesday agreed, taking another sip of her drink, not really knowing what else to say to get herself out of this entanglement of words…

“How…how about you, Wends?” Nyx asked, biting down on a Bear claw she ordered.

“Are you asking how I release pent-up energy?” Wednesday frowned, confused as to what Nyx meant.

“Pff! No! I…No…I meant…your day! What are your plans for today?” Nyx said in a panicked tone.

Wednesday tucked her head, hiding a chuckle, “I…was actually here to have breakfast and write a bit, then head out for my afternoon…duty…”

“Duty?” Nyx asked tilting her head in curiosity.

“Just like a puppy…” Wednesday thought to herself. “Yes, duty…” she took a deep breath, “Since we are now being honest with one another, I shall have you know that apart from being obliged to have a job I must participate in a…community service program…”

Wednesday now had Nyx’s full attention, “Oh! I didn't know. So that’s why you got that job at the bar… I mean…not to be nosy but I figured a writer of your…ranks wouldn’t need to work…” Nyx said playfully, “Besides, aren’t you like dead rich?” she added giggling.

Wednesday hadn’t realized how much she missed making Nyx giggle, “Shhh…If you must…I would like both of those pieces of information to be kept private…” She scowled.

Nyx knowing Wednesday’s bluff pushed her shoulder playfully, “Right…like it’s not obvious you’re loaded!” she laughed when Wednesday deepened her scowl, now fully glaring at her.

“Anyway, as I was saying before you rudely interrupted, I must comply with my sentence by assisting at a Troubled Youths Center on the outskirts of the city…” She said, taking a bite out of her granola bar.

“Awww Wends! I didn't know you had it in you!” Nyx smiled deeply as she chewed on her second Bear claw.

“It is not voluntarily on my part, Nyx.” Wednesday deadpanned. “But yes, I must go there every Saturday and help out with the…younglings for a year…” She said sitting up straight in her seat.

“I full year, huh?” Wednesday nodded. “And um…do they take volunteers?” Nyx asked with a smile.

Wednesday was surprised at her query, “I…I am pretty certain they do. Why do you ask?”

Nyx lifted an eyebrow, “Well, I think…helping out with troubled teens on Saturdays would be a good way of keeping fit and spending energy in a positive way… Maybe I could play basketball with them or something.”

Wednesday stared at Nyx as if she had grown a second head, “Now, why would you want to waste your Saturday doing that?”

“I…I don't know…maybe I'd like to help out and mmm…spend some time with…” Wednesday narrowed her eyes in question. “…you! Not with the troubled teens! Not like there's anything wrong with them, I mean…well, they ARE troubled after all, I guess, but I don't like them like that...Not that I like you like that! I mean, wait…That's not what I…I'm not implying that…” Nyx was tripping over her words in visible panic.

Wednesday was beyond amused at this point, “There’s my…There’s the Enid I know…” she thought giving Nyx a barely visible smile, “I am…sure they would like that…I would…” Nyx smiled sheepishly, showing her perfect teeth and fangs. She felt relieved Wednesday spared her the embarrassment of her…slip up…  

They stayed in comfortable silence, Wednesday scribbling some notes on what she wanted Viper to do in her next adventure. Nyx comfortably scrolling through her phone on what Wednesday involuntarily learned was TikTok. Wednesday set her pen down and read through what she had written, satisfied with her progress she started to put her things away.

“Ready to leave?” Nyx questioned.

“Yes, I was thinking of heading home to leave my bag contents and bringing others along, then getting an…Uber to take…us there.” Wednesday stated matter of factly.

“What? An Uber? Pfff no way! I can take us.” Nyx looked offended.

“Take us? You mean…in wolf form?” Wednesday asked with a questioning frown.

Nyx laughed, “No silly! I have this thing called a car. I can drive us there! It would be less of a hassle and I don’t mind.”

Wednesday lifted an eyebrow, she had almost forgotten they were full-grown adults out of Nevermore… “A car, of course. If it is not an inconvenience, that would be suitable…I can fill your tank if you would let me…” Wednesday replied courteously unknowing how her words could easily be misinterpreted...

Nyx turned beet red, her eyes wide at her comment.

“Did I…say something wrong?” Wednesday asked cluelessly.

“No…no…you’re…fine…I…it’s…all those years with…Yoko…ruined me…” Nyx choked out. Wednesday rolled her eyes and started walking towards the door, Nyx following behind her shaking her head and mumbling to herself.

They walked out waving goodbye to Pete, him looking at them with a raised eyebrow and smirk.

“I’ll head to my place to grab more…appropriate set of clothes and meet you outside your building in 10’ ok?” Nyx said as they stopped by Wednesday’s building.

“Agreed, I shall see you here in 10 minutes, and…thank you, for accompanying me,” Wednesday added with a soft tone.

Nyx caught herself looking at her a little too long and decided to give her a tight smile and run off to her place.

Wednesday left the notepad she had in her bag in her desk drawer and pulled out another one she had been using at the center, she pulled out a copy of her book as well.

They were currently on chapter 6 where Viper discovers that the people around her are not who they say they are but are being controlled by some sort of unknown entity. The participants of her reading group were invested in Viper’s story. She worked with them in reading and creative writing workshops, which to her surprise, they were greatly enjoying. She had also been an anonymous donor to the center, investing vast amounts into their equipment and things they needed for an opportunity to grow and learn. She had her heart even if she chose to hide it…

Nyx ran to her closet pulling out a pair of bright pink sweatpants and a black t-shirt. She changed into her clothes and then grabbed a basketball she had. She didn't know if the center had one or not so just to be sure she took hers. She also packed a change of clothes just to not come back all sweaty. Once she had everything, she needed she ran to her building parking lot and started her car.

“Hey, buddy! We’re going for a long ride today.” She said patting the steering wheel. “And you're gonna meet my…good old friend from school…” she giggled as she backed out of the driveway. “I'm sure you'll like her.” She said smiling as the car engine roared. As she pulled up to Wednesday’s building she noticed that she was already standing there waiting.

“Hop in Miss Addams! We’ve got young minds to nourish!” Nyx chirped full of energy.

Wednesday rolled her eyes and walked to the passenger’s side, she opened the back door to set her things inside and hopped in next to Nyx. “Hello, Nyx. Mind you save some of that energy for when we arrive?” She said in an amused tone.

“I'm excited! I've never been on a mini road trip with my…with you!” Nyx was bubbling with this essence so true to her old self…it was…electrifying to Wednesday. “So, where’s the center?” Nyx asked, taping happily on the steering wheel.

“Sleepy Hollow.” Wednesday deadpanned.

Nyx’s eyes widened, “Of course it is…Why am I not surprised?” She opened her map app, “Where is Sleepy Hollow specifically?”

Wednesday looked at Nyx as she waited for an answer, “The Youth Center is at Philipsburg Manor.”

Nyx typed it into her map app and it calculated the trip to be an hour long. “Great! We’re all set. It’ll be an hour trip.” She said cheerfully. “We have to stop somewhere for snacks!”

“And gas,” Wednesday added.

“Yeah, I wouldn’t want us to run out and get stuck in Sleepy Hollow of all places!” Nyx said shaking her head at the thought.

“What is wrong with Sleepy Hollow?” Wednesday asked with interest.

Nyx looked at her in disbelief, “Haven’t you heard of…or seen the…never mind of course you haven’t…”

“Are you talking about the legend? Of course, I have read the story… I feel slightly offended, Nyx.” Wednesday stated frowning at Nyx.

Nyx let out a small laugh, “I meant the movie but yeah…” She drove off towards the nearest gas station. When they arrived, they both got out and walked into the convenience store. Nyx ran off straight to get them lots of snacks and things to share with the teens, as Wednesday paid for the gas.

“I can't believe you paid for a full tank of gas Wends!” Nyx said, lifting her arms in the air, the bags in her hands making her look silly.

“Is that not sufficient?” Wednesday asked.

“That’s more than sufficient Wends! You really didn't have to…” Nyx’s tone was filled with amusement and gratitude.

“Nonsense, you are driving us all the way there and back on a day when you could be doing other things…It is the least I can do.” Wednesday nodded solemnly as she got in the car while Nyx filled the tank.

Enid hopped into her car and started the engine up with a roar. “We’re all set! It says it’ll take us anywhere from 45 minutes to an hour to get there depending on traffic.” Nyx announced.

Wednesday turned to look at her and nodded silently, “We will still be on time so that is quite alright.”

“Great, so…music for the road?” Nyx questioned hesitantly; she knew Wednesday wasn’t one for mainstream music so she would have to give in this time. Luckily, she had a playlist of the songs Wednesday used to play on her cello back at Nevermore… She would play it every once and a while when she was…feeling feels…

Wednesday side-eyed her, narrowing her eyes, “Nyx, you know I am not one to indulge in your type of music…”

Nyx glared, her lips in a tight line, “I'll have you know, my music taste is vast and exquisite…besides, I’ve got a playlist you’ll like 1000%.” She smirked at her as she hit play, the dark melodic tones filling the car. Nyx kept her eyes on the road but noticed Wednesday perk up, sitting straight in her seat, her hands on her lap tapping along with the melody. “See, what did I tell you?” She beamed.

Wednesday frowned, “I see your musical taste has improved significantly. Kudos to you Nyx.” She gave her a curtsy nod as they drove off into the highway. The ride was mostly quiet, except for a comment here and there. Both of them enjoying each other’s company.

“Aw shit! Just our luck! We were gonna make it in 45’ but it looks like traffic is getting heavier by the minute. Why on earth has everyone decided to go in this direction on a Saturday?” Nyx grumbled, visibly annoyed as she came to a stop and placed her forehead on the steering wheel with a low thump.

Wednesday glanced at her, amused by her display of dissatisfaction. “No rush Nyx, we shall be ok. There is…plenty of time…” Nyx lifted her head and looked at Wednesday, she was sitting straight as a rod, looking out of her window to the sea of cars next to them apparently lost in deep thought. Her eyes wandered lower to her hands, gracefully placed over her thighs, still tapping to the music playing. Her hand twitched with…desire to hold hers… She shifted her hand down to the gear and held it in place without Wednesday noticing.

“Why is this so hard…just hold her hand!” Nyx mentally scolded herself. Her heart beating in her ears, her face flushed and her ears burning… She tentatively reached for Wednesday’s hand when a honk made them both jump and, in the commotion, making Nyx’s hand land on Wednesday’s thigh…

“The fuck dude!” She yelled out the window to the man behind her. “Can’t you see we're not moving!” The man just shrugged, giving her an apologetic look…she closed the window, her eyes landing back at the car in front of her, “I swear, some people have peas for brains…”

Wednesday was frozen in her seat with Nyx’s hand still placed comfortably on her thigh, she even felt a squeeze when Nyx was yelling at the man… Her heart was racing and she was sure Nyx would hear it at any minute…which she did…

“Wends, are you okay?” She turned her head to look at a red-faced Wednesday. Wednesday swallowed, looking into Nyx’s eyes and back down at her hand as Nyx noticed what she was so firmly holding onto… She pulled her hand away as if she had just touched silver… “Oh my god Wednesday…I’m soooooo sorry…I…I didn’t mean to…I…the honking…I…it must’ve scared me…shit…”

Wednesday looked down at her lap, right where Nyx’s hand had just been… “It…no harm done…” she managed to croak out… “It is…a bit hot…can you…”

Nyx scrambled to turn up the AC really begging for something to do to avoid such embarrassment… “Yes! Air! Of course! Is that ok?”

Wednesday looked up at her once more, her own eyes betraying her as they went from her eyes to her lips… “In…indeed…that is…a more adequate temperature…thank you, Nyx…”

Nyx noticed her slip up and held her stare as Wednesday spoke… “God, those lips…” she thought, biting her own in need of some sort of control…

Wednesday breathed in deeply, turning her head to look in front of her, “The…traffic started flowing again…”

Nyx was pulled from her trance as she saw the cars in front of her moving. She chanced gears from P to D and started to drive off again… The rest of the ride went by without any predicaments as they pulled into the center’s driveway.

“Miss Addams! How nice to see you, and you brought a friend.” An overly cheerful lady greeted them.

Wednesday started the introductions, “Ms. Albert, this is my…friend…”

“Enid Sinclair, it's very nice to meet you, Ms. Albert.” Nyx greeted just as cheerfully as Ms. Albert had. Wednesday was dumbfounded, her eyes wide and at a loss for words.

“Very nice to meet you, Miss Sinclair.” Ms. Albert reached out to shake her hand. “The kids are waiting for you, Miss. Addams, they’re eager to know what happened to Viper next.” As they walked behind Ms. Albert, Wednesday looked at Nyx sideways.

“I…still have to use my legal name for…paperwork and stuff, you know.” Nyx shrugged, smiling sheepishly.

Wednesday nodded, “I see…” she stared at Nyx with a curious glint in her eyes.

“So, what brings you here today Miss. Sinclair?” Ms. Albert questioned, looking back at them.

“Oh, I mmm I was wondering if I could volunteer to mmm help out with any extracurricular activities the kids have…I could maybe mmm coach them with basketball or piano or even arts!” Nyx replied energetically.

“Well, aren’t you a jack of all trades!” Ms. Albert replied gaining a glare from Wednesday.

“I have known…Enid since school and I can assure you she is a Master at all skills she possesses.” She stated matter of factly.

“Oh, knowing you, I do not doubt that… We’d love to welcome you, Miss. Sinclair. We don’t have pianos or an art room for that matter, but maybe someday…we could, however, accommodate some basketball classes, I'm sure the kids would enjoy it.” She said with a sad smile.

Even though the center was in better shape than before Wednesday arrived, it still lacked proper equipment for the activities Nyx wanted to help out with…Wednesday made a mental note about it…

“I’ll just need some form of ID and for you to fill out this form.” Ms. Albert said, handing Nyx some paperwork she had to complete. Wednesday stayed close by, deep in thought as she looked around the center when one of her students caught her eye.

“Miss. Addams!” A teen barely 15 ran up to her. “I’m soooo glad you're here! I finished the paper you had us write last Saturday and I wanted to know if we’d have to read them aloud?” her eyes full with something Wednesday couldn’t quite read.

“Sydney, It would be completely up to the people who would like to volunteer to read. I would never force any of you into an uncomfortable position…” Wednesday replied with her hands behind her back and a faint smile at the girl in front of her.

Nyx walked up next to her overhearing their exchange, “Color me surprised…” she said in a whisper only Wednesday could hear.

“Hey! I'm Enid, you're new basketball coach!” she beamed at Sydney.

Sydney looked at Nyx and back at Wednesday, her eyebrows raising and giving them a faint smirk, “Welcome to our sanctuary coach. I'm Sydney.”

“Very nice to meet you Sydney. I'm sure I’d come to like this place as much as you guys do.” Nyx smiled at her.

“Oh, no. We hated it here…that is, until Miss. Addams arrived. She’s made this place…livable.” Sydney said ducking her head down in a sad tone.

Ms. Albert caught up with them, “Sydney dear, go ahead and let your peers know Miss. Addams is here for your session. Miss. Sinclair, let me show you our court and equipment.” They gave each other a look and went their separate ways…

When Wednesday arrived at the center for troubled teens, she was expecting potential serial killers in development, but she was surprised to find kind wholehearted, some heartbroken kids... Some were sent there because they were considered eccentric or odd or simply didn't comply with the norm, whatever that meant… It was just like a Normie’s Nevermore, where they'd isolate the odd ones out…

She hated it. She hated that the Normies and the kids' parents considered their children troubled and sent them away where they couldn’t get back home until they were considered redeemable… That’s what led her to donate as much as she could to make this place at least bearable for the kids…Yet now, with Nyx here, she felt she could do so much more… Her mind racing a mile a minute, about to make a decision that would actually help the kids there…she’d have to talk to her people during the week…

She reached her designated makeshift classroom and walked in. The room went silent, all the kids there sitting straight in their chairs.

“Charles, do close the curtains please.” Charles stood up immediately and ran to close all the curtains in the room, generating a dark mystic feel to the room.

“I expect you all have completed the task I assigned last week. You had to write what you thought would happen in this coming chapter in essay form.” The room vibrated in anticipation. “Before we start, I would like to remind you that when we tell a story we use our voice, intonation, and inflections to catch and keep our audience's attention. Let me provide you a short example, I want you to close your eyes as you listen to the following poem.”

As Wednesday was explaining what she was about to read, Nyx walked by her room, peeking through the little window on the door in awe at how well Wednesday handled the kids. “Who knew…” she chuckled, “Wednesday Addams, teaching…” She planned on staying for a bit to see her class yet when the whole class closed their eyes and Wednesday started, she froze in her spot, listening with unyielding attention…

It was many and many a year ago,

   In a kingdom by the sea,

That a maiden there lived whom you may know

   By the name of Annabel Lee;

And this maiden she lived with no other thought

   Than to love and be loved by me.

I was a child and she was a child,

   In this kingdom by the sea,

But we loved with a love that was more than love—

   I and my Annabel Lee—

With a love that the winged seraphs of Heaven

   Coveted her and me.

And this was the reason that, long ago,

   In this kingdom by the sea,

A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling

   My beautiful Annabel Lee;

So that her highborn kinsmen came

   And bore her away from me,

To shut her up in a sepulcher

   In this kingdom by the sea.

The angels, not half so happy in Heaven,

   Went envying her and me—

Yes!—that was the reason (as all men know,

   In this kingdom by the sea)

That the wind came out of the cloud by night,

   Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.

But our love it was stronger by far than the love

   Of those who were older than we—

   Of many far wiser than we—

And neither the angels in Heaven above

   Nor the demons down under the sea

Can ever dissever my soul from the soul

   Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;

For the moon never beams, without bringing me dreams

   Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;

And the stars never rise, but I feel the bright eyes

   Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;

And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side

   Of my darling—my darling—my life and my bride,

   In her sepulcher there by the sea—

   In her tomb by the sounding sea.

Nyx hadn’t noticed she was crying when Wednesday finished the poem, wanting nothing more than to run inside and smother her in a deep hug but decided that wouldn’t be best to interrupt them so she walked towards the basketball court instead. She wanted to get some air before she got to meet her class…

Wednesday had noticed Nyx was there as she was reading the poem. She had read this poem so many times when she was in prison that she had memorized each word and feeling it expressed… Feeling like the author and Annable Lee at the same time on every occasion… Her students all opened their eyes, some teary and others with a stoic look on their faces.

“Does anyone know what the author wanted to express with this poem?” She asked, breaking some of them out of their thoughts.

A teary-eyed girl raised her hand, Wednesday nodded towards her, “Yes, Alice?”

Alice cleared her throat, “The author sounds, heartbroken by the loss of the woman he loves… It’s a…very sad poem Miss. Addams.” She added, a light sob escaping her lips.

“Indeed, it is… Annable Lee, the last poem Edgar Allan Poe wrote soon after his wife’s death and before his own. Tells the story of young love, taken away from the writer by death, yet death could not even keep them apart because his love for her would prove to be even stronger beyond death itself.” Wednesday explained pacing around the room slowly. The whole room was silent, all their attention was on her. They all enjoyed how deep Wednesday could get into these macabre topics, most of them even speculating as to why or how she ended up being who she was.

“Now, I would like to hear you read your stories. Any volunteers to read what you have written?” Wednesday asked, scanning her eyes around the room until a hand shot up…

“Fernando, please take a seat in the back of the room, the rest of you shall listen to Fernando’s story without looking back at him. The objective of a good storyteller is to captivate their audience's attention even if they are not looking at them. Remember, when you read something, you do not see the author but you imagine what their words mean and what they try to convey.”

The class was a buzz with all the ideas they shared about the following chapter to then be surprised at how many managed to guess, and how many didn’t, what really happened to Viper. This was their favorite part of the lesson for the day. Once they were finished and their new assignments given, Wednesday announced the new basketball class that was taking place with Coach Enid Sinclair gaining from most of the kid's cheers and hoots as she dismissed them.

She gathered her things and walked towards the court. Her hours having been served already, she only had to wait for Nyx to finish so they could head back to the city. She sat on the bleachers and pulled out a book to read.

Nyx saw her and waved, flashing her a big smile. She was warming up, stretching, and running some laps as she waited for the kids to arrive. Wednesday watched Nyx’s flushed face, her arms looked strong, her shoulders firm, and her biceps sculptured by the gods themselves. A faint sheet of sweat slid from her neck down her shirt and Wednesday realized she was blatantly staring. She tucked her head in her book when the kids started to show up. She noticed Sydney elbow Alice looking from her to Enid and back, whispering something inaudible in her ear as they giggled. Wednesday frowned their way and kept reading.

Enid had always been full of energy and super enthusiastic unlike Nyx was now…that’s why it surprised Wednesday to see glimpses of Enid coming back, overshadowing her Nyx persona.

“Welcome younglings!” She said in a loud voice, pulling a laugh out of the kids. “I’m Coach Sinclair and we’re here today to learn the wonderful art of basketball! Who here has played before?” Most raised their hands, others just stood there watching their overly energetic coach.

After Nyx explained the rules of the game, they ended up playing a basic match which the kids seemed to enjoy. Wednesday had been stealing glances at Nyx all through their class which she was glad Sydney and Alice hadn’t noticed… “Great job guys! High five for everyone!” Nyx ran around high-fiving all the kids, smiling at them, and making them feel valued. She finished by wishing them a good rest of their day and sending them off to the showers.

Nyx walked up to Wednesday; a huge smile plastered on her face. “Hey you! Enjoyed the game?”

Wednesday looked up from her book, “Not as much as the coach. You are very good at this I must say.”

“Pfff You're one to talk! I saw your class! It was amazing! I love how you managed to get and keep their attention. They seem to really enjoy your class.” Nyx said, taking a sip from her flask. “So, can you give me like 10 minutes to shower and we can be off?”

Wednesday looked at her up and down, wanting to trace a finger over her biceps, gripping her book instead. “Ye…yes, take your time. I would not want to have an hour-long ride with a stinky werewolf.” She said, glaring.

Nyx chuckled, huffing a bit at her comment, “I’ll…I’ll be right back, ok?” She ran away and before she reached the door, she called out, “Hey Willa!” Wednesday lifted her head once more to glare at Nyx for using that nickname with her after all these years and was met with Nyx sticking her tongue out at her.

“Ha ha, very mature Nyx…” She rolled her eyes and flipped her off. Nyx’s laugh roared through the court as she left.

They met again by the entrance, Ms. Albert thanking them for being there for the kids and wishing them a safe trip back to the city. They got into Nyx’s car and left.

“I think we’ll have enough time to get to our apartments and get ready for the bar. It’s still pretty early.” Nyx stated.

“I believe so, I want to shower and change into something more appropriate for tonight,” Wednesday replied calmly.

“You look…fine to me…” Nyx said sheepishly. Wednesday blushed for the hundredth time that day. As they were halfway back Wednesday got a call from Rae. She looked at her phone and showed it to Nyx, who just shrugged.

W: “Hello Rae.”

R: “Wednesday! Kiddo! I'm glad you picked up. I was calling everyone one by one to let y’all know that we won't be opening tonight…”

W: “Is everything, alright? You sound out of breath.”

R: “I am! I’ve been running around trying to fix a broken water pipe for the past hour! There's water everywhere! We can’t open like this. I’ve already put up a sign.”

W: “It seems you will not…”

R: “Definitely not! Hey do me a favor and let Nyx know too, please. I'd figure it’d be best because I’m super busy at the moment and she’s the last one I need to call.”

W: “I…I will let her know. Thank you. May your problems be solved.”

R: “Thank you kiddo. Have a nice one!”

And with that, she hung up. “What was that all about?” Nyx questioned.

“Well, we apparently have the night off. A water pipe broke at the bar and we are not required to show up tonight.” Wednesday replied, filling her in with what they just talked about.

“Damn! I sure hope Rae is ok… She loves that bar.” Nyx said in a worried tone.

“She seemed…out of breath but said she would handle it… I guess we could just go back home and call it a day.”

Nyx turned her head to look at Wednesday, “Or, we could maybe grab dinner and watch something?”

Wednesday looked at her with a frown, “I have been surrounded by far too many people for my liking today. I do not want to engage with anymore.”

“Then we could order takeout and watch something at my place…or yours if you're more comfortable there…” Nyx said, blushing slightly.

Wednesday pondered, “May I respond to the request when we arrive?”

“Of course! No pressure! It was just a suggestion, you know.” Nyx smiled at her, turning her eyes back on the road and taking them back home.

Somewhere on the way, Wednesday had fallen asleep, her head softly bopping Nyx’s shoulder. Nyx stared down at her smiling. She put her hand on Wednesday’s forehead pushing her back lightly so she could place her head on her shoulder properly. They drove like this until they got to their destination.

“Wends?” Nyx asked, poking her lightly on the cheek. “We’re here.”

Wednesday opened her eyes vividly annoyed from being awoken. She noticed her head was on Nyx’s shoulder and she quickly sat in her seat, her heart racing.

Nyx laughed, “Hey, it's ok! You’ve had a long day and spent a lot of energy. We’re here at your place.”

Wednesday looked up at her building and then back at Nyx, “Is your offer still open?” She questioned in a whisper.

“Duh! If you're up for it.” Nyx smiled back at her.

“I…I would like that, yes.” She replied softly.

Nyx started the car up again and drove down to her parking lot. They made their way to Nyx’s apartment, she fumbled with the keys and managed to open the door after a couple of tries. “Welcome back to house Sinclair!” she announced in an amused tone.

Wednesday glared her up and down and let a faint smile escape her way, as she slapped her arm with her hand playfully while walking inside... Even though Wednesday had already seen Nyx’s apartment before, she was still expecting to walk into a rainbow yet when she looked into the apartment again, she was still surprised to see how little color there was…

Nyx noticing said, “I…thought I'd tone it down this time…”

Wednesday turned to face Nyx, “Nyx, you do not have to hide who you truly are anymore. Your colors are what made you uniquely you.”

Nyx looked into Wednesday’s deep chocolate eyes wanting nothing more than to close the gap between them… Wednesday was looking at her with…was it…no, it couldn’t be… “Wh…what do you want to order?” She asked, fetching her phone from her pocket thus breaking the moment.

Wednesday blinked, “Surprise me…” She said in a low voice and walked towards the living room while Nyx ordered food. Wednesday’s heart was beating to jump out of her chest, she sat on the couch, “What is this…feeling…” she thought to herself.

Nyx walked and sat across from her in a small armchair. “I've ordered us some food. While we wait, what are you in the mood to watch?” she questioned casually.

Wednesday didn’t have the slightest idea on what to watch, “Enlighten me once again…but please, nothing too cheerful…”

Nyx frowned, “Right…no fluff, got it.” She settled for The Craft, a cult classic as Nyx put it. Once Nyx set the movie up, Wednesday excused herself to the bathroom while they waited for their food to arrive, she splashed her face and straightened her clothes in order to feel in control of herself again. She heard the doorbell ring which meant the food was there. She walked out to find Nyx placing the food containers on the coffee table in front of the TV, she also noticed she was now sitting on the couch she was previously on… She rubbed her temples as she walked towards said couch again, sitting next to Nyx.

“I figured I'd sit here in front of the tv to get a better view if that’s ok with you.” Nyx knew how much Wednesday loved her space which compelled her to ask.

“It would provide a better viewing angle and it is fine with me…” Wednesday replied.

Nyx beamed, “I got us, Chinese food. One can never go wrong with Chinese food, right?” Wednesday let out a small huff of amusement as she grabbed a container to eat. “Oh! I almost forgot! Be right back!” Nyx stood up and ran off into one of the rooms. She came back holding a large blanket. “For if we get cold.” She shrugged.

“That would be much appreciated.” Wednesday said looking up at her. Nyx proceeded to cover Wednesday and sliding into the blanket herself. She started the movie as they ate… Wednesday had never seen The Craft before and even though it was a little over the top for her, she'd never admit she genuinely enjoyed the movie…or was it the company… It was a little before midnight when it finished.

“I must head home…” Wednesday stated, “It is getting late and you must want to rest…”

She was about to get up when a hand wrapped around her wrist, “Stay…please…” Nyx said in a soft tone, looking at her with warmth… Wednesday was overwhelmed with this feeling she still needed to discover and nodded. Nyx smiled and they sat there in silence for a while… “Wends I…” Nyx turned to look at Wednesday and was met with her eyes looking back at her… “Had she been looking at me the whole time?” she questioned to herself.

“Yes, Nyx?” Wednesday asked.

Nyx swallowed hard, her eyes darting down to Wednesday’s lips, “I…I had a…great day today… Thank you for letting me join you.” Even though she meant every word, it wasn’t what she originally intended to say…

“It…was nice spending time with you again…dreadful even… I appreciate you joining me.” Wednesday answered back. They were sitting sideways on the couch, looking right at each other. “Nyx?”

“Um?” She hummed.

“I am very pleased to have you back in my life…” Wednesday said bashfully, ducking her head.

Nyx lifted her head with a finger, “I wouldn’t like to be anywhere else than back in your life…” Her voice was low and they had somehow drawn closer to each other.

Wednesday licked her lips subtly, “Nyx…can I…kiss you?”

Nyx’s eyes shot down to her lips and then up to her eyes, “I thought you’d never ask…”

They closed the space between them melting into the long-awaited kiss…their first, full of needs and wants…for tonight, they were back in their mutual orbits…

Chapter Text

The next morning Wednesday opened her eyes to a familiar yet not her bedroom. She also felt warmth emanating from her side. She looked next to her and saw a deeply asleep Nyx cuddled into her. She smiled at her sleeping form, the previous night coming back to her. Dinner, a movie, a kiss… Nyx’s lips were so ever soft and inviting… She sighed contently, closing her eyes again, taking in every sensation, feeling, and scent… She felt…comfortable, safe, and…content? Who knew being this vulnerable in Nyx’s arms would make her feel all these emotions at once…?

Nyx stirred in her sleep, nuzzling her neck as she pulled her closer… “Mmm…Wends…”

Wednesday’s eyes shot open and she slowly looked down at her, she was smiling, lightly giggling into her skin, tickling her… “Is she…dreaming?” Wednesday pondered.

There was an abrupt change in Nyx’s dreaming state, her smile fading completely as a frown now adorned her beautiful face…She then started growling… “No…get…away from her…” Nyx said, her grip tightening around Wednesday.

Wednesday knew her dream had just turned into a nightmare and tried to wiggle an arm free to wake her companion… “She is…strong…” Wednesday wiggled until she was free from the wolf’s tight grip and caressed her face softly,

“Nyx…I’m here. It’s ok. You are safe…wake up, please?” She leaned forward, kissing the top of Nyx’s head trying to wake her gently. Her thumb stroking her frown away carefully, “Wake up, pup.” She said a bit more forcefully.

At this Nyx gave a violent jump, her eyes flying open and looking around frantically until they landed on Wednesday, her eyes filling with tears, “They…they took you…from me…” Her voice was groggily from sleep yet shaky from her abrupt awakening.

“I’m right here Nyx…and I am not going anywhere…” Wednesday with both arms now free, cradled Nyx’s upper body against hers, cooing her softly like her father had when she was younger and had nightmares…

“You’re here…we’re safe?” Nyx asked, lifting her head to look into Wednesday’s eyes.

“Yes, we are. We are at your place. In your bed. Nothing bad will become of you for I am here to protect you…” Wednesday replied solemnly.

“I…what happened…” Nyx questioned, her voice a bit calmer now.

“You had a nightmare but it is nothing more than a mare bad dream, Nyx.” Wednesday reassured her, kissing her temple.

Nyx closed her eyes instinctively, feeling the warmth from those lips flow through her soul. “Last night…did we…or was that a dream too?”

Wednesday smiled at the memory, “Last night…we…kissed…nothing more… I suppose, we are…taking things slow…”

Nyx nodded, a soft smile forming on her lips, “Th…thank you…”

“Consent is of utmost importance, Nyx… Besides…I…we…there is, so much more to talk about before we…even think about…” Wednesday was rambling, which Nyx found amusing. She’d never witnessed the girl so out of herself…

She gave her one last hug before getting up, “Are you hungry? Breakfast?”

“Only if you let me make it…” Wednesday replied, a soft smile playing on her lips. Nyx looked at her as if she had grown another head.

“I’ll have you know, I’m a very skilled cook…” Nyx said putting her hand over her chest.

Wednesday snorted, “I had not insinuated the contrary…I just…I would like to…it is the least I could do, after…everything…” she added sheepishly, shrugging.

Nyx’s face softened and she smiled at her fully, “I’ll let you make it up to me, only if you make me something amazing…and I have exquisite taste!”

Wednesday smirked, crawling on the bed towards Nyx until she was right next to her ear, and said in a low voice, “Nyx darling, I would gladly show you how these hands can make you enjoy…the most delicious food you have ever had…” She pulled away slowly, huffing a bit of air on Nyx’s neck, making her shiver and rendering her speechless. Her mind was a buzz of jumbled thoughts…

“Claim her!” Nyx’s wolf exclaimed in her head. She shook her head trying to clear her thoughts, “I…” her throat felt dry… Her hands were shaking at her sides, her body fighting to keep control of herself and her wolf…

Wednesday noticing slowly placed her hands in Nyx’s, rubbing idle patterns with her thumbs over the back of her hands… Nyx snapped back into reality, she looked into Wednesday’s deep chocolate eyes as they looked back into hers, wanting…waiting…

The whole room felt hot and a bit overwhelming… They were inches away and Nyx wanted to close the gap so badly yet she didn’t think she'd be able to contain herself and might lose control… She closed her eyes for a second to try to compose herself when she felt the warm lips of her Wednesday Addams pressing against her own… She sighed into the kiss, their interlocked hands grounding her…

Wednesday’s lips parted, licking Nyx’s lower lip, asking for entrance. Nyx opened her mouth welcoming Wednesday’s tongue… There was this bittersweet taste that she could begin to love… Wednesday let go of her hands and placed her arms around Nyx’s neck, pulling her even closer as they deepened the kiss… Nyx almost lost balance and fell onto the bed with Wednesday under her but managed to balance herself by placing her arms around her waist…

Nyx’s wolf was raging inside her, “Claim her! Now! She’s, our mate!” Nyx shut her eyes tighter but her claws started to extend dangerously slow… Wednesday opened her eyes when she felt Nyx’s claws nipping at her lower back… Nyx pulled away from the kiss as she realized…

“We…maybe we…should stop…” she said in a whisper, their foreheads pressed together… “I…I don’t want to hurt you…” There was a hint of pain and guilt in her eyes.

Wednesday was breathing heavily; she knew Nyx would never hurt her purposely yet part of her wanted to know what would happen if she…lost control… “Indeed…and I know you would never hurt me Nyx…” She looked into her eyes, trying to reassure her.

Nyx smiled softly, lowering her gaze and then looking back at Wednesday’s, “It’s…it’s Enid for you Wends…”

Wednesday was not expecting that…she let go of her neck and pulled her into a tight hug, resting her chin over Enid’s shoulder, “How dreadful to have you back…Enid…”

They laughed, it was soft, intimate, only for them to relish, and for a moment they were back in their shared dorm…their inner teens hugging, the birth of a feeling they once lost control of…their adult selves healing together, taking back that feeling that has now grown…

…

A loud knock on the door broke their moment, making them slightly jump… “Shit!” Enid cursed.

“Whoever that is, consider them dead,” Wednesday stated, glaring, a deep frown forming on her face.

Enid kissed her forehead and smiled, “Not if I get to them first…” Wednesday was about to reply when another loud and more persistent banging came…

“For fucks sake!” Enid had jumped up and was storming down the hall towards the front door. The banging louder now, “WHO THE FUCK IS IT?” She yelled as she yanked the door open, ready to swing at the person on the other side… Said person barging in, slamming the door behind him…

“Enid! What took you so long!?”

Wednesday walked out into the living room and stood there glaring daggers at the intruder.

“What the fuck are YOU doing here?” Enid shot at the man in front of her. “HOW THE FUCK DID YOU FIND ME!?”

“Nice to see you too little sis…” The man replied. “You’re not that hard to track you know…” He said pointing at his nose.

When Enid left her life behind, she had made sure to cover her tracks, trying not to raise attention to herself, changing every aspect of her ways, not only to leave Wednesday in the past but also to get away from her family…which she had successfully managed until now…

“I was informed about a wild wolf attack in Central Park the other day…4 dead *phew* very messy and gruesome, I heard…” Enid bared her teeth, her fangs fully extended, growling lowly. “When we heard, mom knew… Who but our little runt making a sloppy mess in New York of all places…”

Wednesday scoffed, knives in hand ready to jump at his throat…

“Ah! Wednesday Addams! Still, my little sister’s protector I see…” He smirked at her, flashing his fangs.

Enid instinctively stood in front of Wednesday, shielding her from her brother. “Why are you here, Connor?” Her eyes were glowing in a way Wednesday had only seen when she fought off the Hyde…

“Just here for a visit…you’ve been gone for what…3-4 years? Mother is worried…” Connor teased.

Enid scoffed, “Right…”

“You have…responsibilities to keep in our pack Enid, you know this…” He said in a more serious tone.

Enid laughed, “You think…after all you’ve done to me, that I’m going back to that pack?! There’s no way! I gave up that whole deal years ago…”

Wednesday was frowning, gripping her knives, her knuckles white…She knew this was a serious matter between wolves but she felt the need to protect Enid. “I think your welcome here has gone dry. I am kindly offering you an escape before I skin you alive, so see yourself out, now.” She said in a dry tone.

“Stay out of this Addams…this is a…family matter.” He told her with a teasing tone.

“Don’t you dare talk to her like that!” Enid snapped back at him, flinging herself at him…She was now inches away from his face. “Get out of my house and never come back!” She flared her fangs at him, her claws out and ready to strike.

Connor’s nose twitched and contracted as if he had smelled something putrid, “…You…you wreak of her…Enid…how could you? Mom’s gonna freak!”

Enid’s eyes flashed as her hand swiped down his face, “OUT!” She growled, foam starting to form at the edge of her mouth.

Connor’s eyes were wide, he reached his hand to his now bleeding face. “You’re gonna regret this…mom’s gonna come for you, you know that…” His voice was low and menacing. “And you… you're as good as dead once she gets to you…”

Wednesday held one of her knives between his ribs, “Let her try…I have been waiting for years.” Her tone mimicking his and as cold as ice…

Enid’s chest filled with love when she saw Wednesday at her side, “Be a good little wolf and run back to Mommy…We’ll be waiting…” She told her older brother digging her claws into his shoulder as she pushed him towards the door. He winced in pain but did nothing,

“You know…if it weren’t for Mom…you’d be dead by now…both of you!” He yelled into the apartment as the door shut in his face.

Enid’s back slid down the door as she sat on the floor cradling her head in her hands, her knees tucked into her chest… Wednesday stared down at her, not really knowing what to do, she bent down by her side carefully moving her hair away from her forehead…

“I was so careful…I didn’t think they’d find me so soon…” Enid sighed into her hands.

Wednesday sensed there was something much deeper to this whole encounter but wasn’t sure if Enid would want to share… “How…how can I help?” She asked quietly.

Enid lifted her head to look at Wednesday, “We…we need to talk…” She got up pulling Wednesday up with her, holding her hand, and guiding her to the couch. They sat down facing each other, Enid still holding Wednesday’s hand in hers, she squeezed her hand, prompting her to continue… “I…when I left Nevermore…I didn’t only leave behind my friends but…my family pack…”

Wednesday caressed Enid’s cheek instinctively, internally cringing at herself for this…display of affection…she was slowly starting to understand her parents and it pained her so… However, when Enid leaned into her touch all negative thoughts flew from her head…

“See, leaving a pack…isn’t easy…at least it wasn’t for me…” Enid's chest felt constricted, her wolf still on edge, “We could’ve ended him…” it announced in her head. She shook her head and continued, “When I wolfed out that night with the Hyde, I realized 2 things…” She took a deep breath, “One was the fact that I wolfed out…for you…because of you…because you were in danger…” She lifted her gaze and looked bashfully at Wednesday. Wednesday looked back at her, her face softening at her words… “Second was…the reason why I was a late bloomer…the blood moon…it called to me Wends…do you know what that means?” She asked, her voice quivering slightly.

“The blood moon only calls out the most powerful…wolves…” Wednesday answered stoically.

Enid nodded, “And you know what that means right?”

Wednesday looked into Enid’s pleading eyes, deep pride filling her beating heart. “You…you are…”

Enid ducked her head once more, “An alpha…yeah…”

Wednesday knew deep in her soul that Enid was capable of great things, that her mother was an imbecile for not seeing how wonderful and majestic her daughter was…being an alpha was just a plus… “You, Enid Sinclair are a magnificent being…as a person and as a wolf… No one has ever outshone your majestic way of living and I…I am honored to be by your side…” She took Enid’s hands and kissed them.

Enid's smile was a sad one and she continued, “As incredible as you make me sound…I’m a coward…” Wednesday looked at her in disbelief and wanted to refute… “…Connor is my parents’ firstborn…he’s the next in line to lead the family pack…I was the last…runt of the litter as they always called me…I wasn’t supposed to be an alpha too…a blood moon one for that matter…” Wednesday had learned about werewolf hierarchy in her classes at Nevermore yet she hadn’t expected to be living a lesson… “…There can't be two of us in a pack…So it was either fight Connor to death or…run away…I’m a coward…” Enid said deflating.

“You are not a coward Enid. You merely spared that idiot’s life then and now again… Which is pretty brave and generous if you if you ask me…” Wednesday tried to calm Enid with her words and her touch.

“They're gonna come for me…that fight is long overdue…” Enid said with a panic.

“What are your…our options?” Questioned Wednesday.

Enid sighed for the hundredth time that day, “One of us must die in battle and take over the family pack or…one of us must leave and form their own pack…with another wolf…”

Her shoulders deflated at this… Despite her family name, Wednesday was no wolf nor had she had any wolves in her bloodline she was aware of…

Enid stared at Wednesday as she pondered, “Hey.” She nudged, “My wolf and I…chose you. All those years ago and until this very day, we choose you… No one can change that, no matter what stupid wolf rules exist… they're ancient and…barbaric if I’m being honest…” Enid let out a chuckle. “My mother is blinded by tradition…I can’t change her…but I will defend our…us, with my life if I have to…I’m done running…”

Wednesday kissed her cheek, “And I shall be by your side the whole time… I have several silver weapons in the mansion with your mother’s name engraved on them…ready to use…”

Enid laughed, she was hoping it never came to this but she couldn’t keep running from her fate…She had to get this over with…at least now, she wasn’t alone… “Wends…” Enid said, pulling them out of the moment they shared. Wednesday nodded, looking at her quizzically. “I need to make a phone call…”

She pulled her phone out and searched for the number, she dialed it expecting no one to pick up yet deep inside still hoping…and they did…

“Hello?” a familiar voice questioned.

E: “...It’s me…please don't hang up…” Enid said in a rush.

A sigh was heard on the other line, “...You said you’d never call…it’s been years Enid…”

E: “...I need…my best friend…I’m…sorry I pushed you away…” Enid’s voice was filled with softness, almost pleading they would listen…

“...I…I didn't deserve it, Enid…I was nothing but good to you…I don't even know why I'm still on the phone with you after all that went down…” The voice on the other line sounded pissed, and hurt, yet willing to help.

E: “...I’m so…so sorry…you’re right…you out of all people didn’t deserve this…any of it…” Enid knew she fucked up all those years ago.

“...Where are you? Send me your location…and no, I won’t tell a soul, you do still trust me, right?” The voice said with a slightly playful tone in their voice.

E: “...It’s a…little late for that…she found me…and I do…even more than myself…” She pulled the phone away from her face and sent her location.

“…She did?…Shit…New York, ok…I didn't peg you as a city girl…Well, at least you're still in the country… I'll see what I can do…and I’ll save your number…pup…just stay safe until I'm there ok?” The voice said reassuringly. 

Enid chuckled lightly at the nickname she hadn't heard in her friend’s voice in a while, “Thank you…Yoko…and…I’m not alone…Wednesday is here with me…”

Yoko was silent for a moment, “…Wednes…I have a bone to pick with her…Anyways, I told you I'd always be there when you needed me…see you soon pup…” And with that, Yoko hung up the call.

“Tanaka…” Wednesday said in a whisper, knowing she’d have a lot of explaining to do…she owed it to the vampire who had protected Enid all those years when she couldn’t.

“We’re gonna need all the help we can get…” Enid said sheepishly, shrugging.

Wednesday rolled her eyes playfully at Enid as she was pulled into a bone-crushing hug.

Chapter Text

Hunger was the last thing on their minds after the impromptu visit they had. Enid was still visibly shaken by everything. Wednesday held her in a comfortable yet tense silence, humming soft tones and caressing her hair as she tried to calm her. After what felt like an eternity, Enid lifted her head, “Do you really have silver knives with my mother’s name on them?” Her big puppy eyes shining with curiosity.

“I do…it is no secret the distaste I have towards your mother, pup. I hope…it does not bring offense to you, though.” Wednesday answered. She respected Enid and her wishes more than her desire to make a throw rug out of her mother’s pelt.

Enid pondered for a bit and nuzzled Wednesday’s neck. “I…I think we might need them…”

Wednesday’s chest filled with excitement, her need to protect her wolf bubbling inside her. “Then we shall go retrieve them if you wish, mi vida…” The nickname slipping before she could stop herself…

Enid smiled into the crook of Wednesday’s neck, “¿Crees que…tu familia…me acepte?” (Do you think your family would accept me?)

Wednesday pulled back abruptly, holding Enid at arm's length, her eyes open in shock, “Cariño, ellos te adoran…al igual que yo…” (Honey, they adore you, as do I.)  She pulled her back, placing a kiss at her temple, going down towards her cheek and the edge of her lips, lingering in the moment. “I love how Spanish sounds in your voice.” She smiled as she kissed her softly, placing her arms around her neck and pulling her closer.

Enid smiled into the kiss, slightly pulling away, “I learned…just in case…” She deepened the kiss, holding Wednesday by her lower back and pushing her down onto the couch slowly… Wednesday’s eyes fluttered as she felt herself being pushed backward…

“We…fit well together…” Enid said between kisses, breaking away from Wednesday’s lips to focus on her jaw instead, nibbling down to her neck… Wednesday leaned back, closing her eyes and relishing every sensation.

“Mark our mate! Claim her!” Enid’s wolf huffed. Enid closed her eyes tighter, trying to ignore the persistent wolf. She lowered her kisses sucking on Wednesday’s collarbone.

At this Wednesday’s back arched instinctively, a soft moan escaping her lips… “E…Enid…amor…”

Enid looked up at her beloved, eyelids heavy, a sheepish smile playing on her lips, “Sorry…I…got a bit carried away…” Wednesday smirked, right dimple on display. “I think, I’ll never get tired of seeing this…” Enid brought a finger up to Wednesday’s cheek, poking at her dimple. “You’ve had it well hidden.”

Wednesday pulled her up by the chin, kissing her once more, “It is something reserved only for my beloved…”

Enid lifted herself on her elbows, “Moi?” pointing at herself.

“The one and only,” Wednesday replied with a soft giggle, as she hugged her. A sound Enid registered as her favorite. They broke apart, Enid looking down into Wednesday’s eyes, Wednesday matching her intensity, gently playing with Enid’s hair. “Would you…like to come home to the mansion with me?” She asked.

Enid squinted her eyes, scrunching her nose, “To get the knives?”

Wednesday chuckled, “Yes that and for…other reasons…” Wednesday answered in all seriousness.

“Other reasons?” Enid lifted an eyebrow at this.

“Affirmative, I must ask my parents about…something…” Wednesday replied bashfully.

Enid smiled down at her, placing a peck on her nose, “When?”

“Well, I was thinking we could go today…it is not that far after all…” She replied sheepishly.

“Oh, you meant now?” Enid chuckled.

“Yes, we will be back by sundown, this I promise you,” Wednesday said stoically.

It was Sunday, Enid knew she really didn't have much to do and she wanted to spend time with Wednesday now that she was back in her life…

“You know what…what the hell! Let's go.” Enid got off the couch, extending her hand out for Wednesday to take, and pulled her on her feet. “What are we going to tell them? I mean…about us?” Enid asked ducking her head slightly, her wolf worrying inside her. They weren’t official after all…

Wednesday gave her a bittersweet smile, she knew they were supposed to take things slow and were failing miserably at it… “I have learned, from a very wise wolf, that the truth is always best… We are…rekindling our…”

Wednesday was cut off by a loud laugh, “Please don’t say friendship…friends…don’t make out like we do…” Enid said laughing and pushing Wednesday lightly by the shoulder.

Wednesday frowned, blushing lightly “I believe…there is more to us than just…making out…” She crossed her arms defensively over her chest, a slight pout forming on her lower lip… Enid’s mouth fell agape at the sight, her eyes opened like saucers, floundering for something to say… Wednesday glared at her, rolling her eyes as she quickly turned on her heels, her back now to Enid.

Enid was taken out of her stupor, practically sliding towards Wednesday, hugging her from behind, placing her chin over her shoulder. She kissed her cheek and whispered in her ear, “I meant, you’re much more than just my friend…” placing a lingering kiss on Wednesday’s neck, “You’re…my…everything…” she sighed contently.

Wednesday melted into Enid’s tight embrace, closing her eyes, and enjoying the warmth her wolf emitted. She was never one to enjoy human touch yet Enid was her only exception, she felt…safe and…loved in her arms…she’d never admit she relished every form of contact with her…yet she’d be caught dead admitting she finally understood the fervor her parents displayed as well as their inability to stay apart for more than a couple of seconds…Addams’ curse be damned… “Cara mia…” she whispered, tilting her head back, locking her lips with her beloved…

…

Enid changed into something comfortable for their quick trip. She dug through the deepest part of her closet fishing out a red pair of denim pants she hadn’t worn in years but thought it would be nice to fall back into her colorful self. She matched it up with a short-sleeved, mid-length crop top and her black Vans. When she walked out of her room, Wednesday looked at her and smiled, her dimples as bright as ever.

They then went to Wednesday’s place for her to get changed and call her parents on the crystal ball they still used to communicate. She let her parents know that Enid and she would be visiting, to which her parents were more than excited seeing Enid back at their daughter’s side, gaining an eye roll from Wednesday.

It was around 10 am when they finally left the apartment. They had decided to take an Uber instead of driving this time, wanting to rest a bit while they got to their destination. It would take them around an hour to get to the Addams’ mansion in New Jersey.

Enid and Wednesday sat in the backseat enjoying the ride, sharing stories, musing over one another as they individually spoke about what passioned them the most, their eyes glowing with so much love and admiration.

Halfway through the ride, Enid yawned, stretching and laying her head on Wednesday's shoulder as she put a protective arm around her, holding her in place as she dozed off… The driver glanced at them through the rearview mirror but said nothing once his eyes met Wednesday’s murderous ones… She decided to rest her eyes as well, enjoying Enid’s warmth.

Eventually, the car started to slow down, “Excuse me, misses…We’re here.” The driver said in a shaky voice.

The weather was gloomy, cold, and moist upon their arrival. “What lovely weather,” Wednesday stated as she got out of the car, looking up at the sky.

“It’s gonna rain…I can smell it…” Enid added.

The driver frowned at them and drove off as fast as he could.

Wednesday took Enid’s hand and brought it up to her lips, placing kisses over her knuckles. “Shall we, cariño?”

Enid gave her a nervous smile, “After you.”

The Gothic-Victorian mansion, was surrounded by overgrown ivy and a wrought-iron fence, commanded attention with its dark and looming presence. The exterior was a mosaic of turrets, spires, and gables, creating a silhouette that seemed to defy the passage of time. The worn, black stone walls were complemented by ornate wooden trims, which had weathered due to decades of wind, and rain. The windows were narrow and adorned with wrought-iron bars and creepy, twisted decorations.

The roof was steep and jagged, contributing to the overall haunting aesthetic. The door itself was a large, solid structure made of rich, dark mahogany, giving the mansion a sense of grandeur. The wood was intricately carved with elaborate patterns inspired by nature. Enid could see vines, and leaves, among grotesque figures she couldn’t quite place. The surface of the door was polished, and a lion head doorknocker hanging in the center added to its historical charm. Enid stared at it in awe.

“It was modeled after Kitty Kat.” Wednesday shrugged nonchalantly.

“Kitty Kat?” Enid asked, a playful smirk adorning her amused face.

Wednesday glared, “Our family pet lion.”

Enid stared at her in disbelief, “You have a…pet…lion?”

“Of course! He is mother’s most precious pet. She loves Kitty dearly… Would you like to meet him?” Wednesday questioned with a glint of mischief in her eyes.

“Are you kidding? That’s the coolest thing I've ever heard…I’d love to…” Enid tried to keep her cool, still surprised by the news but unable to say no to the brunette in front of her.

“It shall be arranged then.” Nodded Wednesday, turning on her heel and knocking 3 times.

They hear a long, low grunt from the other side and the door unlocking, revealing a grumpy-looking Lurch. “Hey Lurch, it’s been a while… How’ve you been?” Enid launched herself towards the towering man, holding her hand out for him to shake.

He grunted in return, taking her hand a shaking it slowly. They had met a couple of times during their time at Nevermore, Wednesday introducing them after the events with the Hyde. As Enid was letting go of Lurch’s hand, She saw something scurrying with the corner of her eye. “T…Thing?”

Thing rushed past Wednesday straight to Enid. She crouched down and Thing jumped into her arms giving her a long-awaited squeeze. “It’s been…so long…I’ve missed you…” She whispered, tears threatening to flow down her cheeks.

“You changed your hair.” Thing tapped, gaining a nervous giggle from Enid.

“Yeah, I did, buddy. So much has happened…” She gave him a sad smile. “We really need to catch up.”

He tapped happily as she got up, wiping her eyes in the process. Wednesday just stood there watching their interaction, her heart clenching at how much Enid had missed them without her in her life.

Suddenly, someone cleared their throat behind them. They all turned to look at the source of said voice, Morticia descended the grand staircase swiftly.

“She looks like she's floating…” Enid thought. “Good morning Mrs. Addams.” Enid walked up to the matriarch, extending her hand out.

“Enid dear, it is so dreadful to see you again. Come here, child.” Morticia opened her arms gracefully to welcome Enid with a heartwarming hug. Enid was now almost as tall as Morticia yet the matriarch was still somewhat taller than her, allowing her to place her head over her shoulder.

“It’s so good to see you too Mrs. Addams.” She replied, a low rumble setting in her chest as she hugged Morticia tighter.

“Please darling, I’ve known you since you were 16, Morticia will do.” She said, smiling sweetly at Enid. Enid blushed lightly and nodded.

“Mother.” Wednesday greeted her coolly.

“My little death trap. How has the city been treating you, dear?” Her mother replied, genuine concern shining in her obsidian eyes.

“It is quite unique…a melting pot of…all walks of life…” Wednesday replied honestly.

Morticia smiled at her daughter, caressing the air around her face when Gomez walked in with fanfare.

“Mis niñas! It’s been so long since I’ve been caught in your deadly presence.” He said placing both Wednesday and Enid in a very tight hug. Wednesday glared at her father as she stood uncomfortably still in his embrace.

Enid was caught off guard but relished the fatherly hug. “Mr. Addams, it’s so nice to see you again too.” She said with a huff.

“Ah! How you’ve grown! Such a strong, grandiose wolf you have become Enid! We’re so proud of you!” A pan of emotion hit Enid at his words, flowing from her chest to the rest of her body. “Has our daughter been treating you well?” He asked sheepishly, earning a chuckle from Enid.

“She has…we’ve been…catching up and…mending things, together…” Enid smiled shyly at Wednesday’s parents.

“Ah, yes! So much to talk about too!” He boomed, clapping his hands together.

“My dears, we have prepared a banquet in your honor.” Said Morticia proudly.

“You didn’t have to Mrs.…Morticia…” Enid began to apologize.

“Nonsense my child! It’s been far too long without you in our presence! We must feast!” Said Gomez, laughing lightly.

Wednesday looked around her house, her eyes squinting... “Pugsley is off at the river with Pubert, darling. They’ll be back for lunch as well.” Morticia informed her daughter.

“Pubert?” Enid whispered in Wednesday’s ear.

“My youngest brother…you still have to meet him…I am certain you will like him as he is…special…” She began to answer when, just like clockwork, the front door slammed open with a thunderous roar…

An 18-year-old Pugsley walked in, tall and lanky yet still with his characteristic sense of style in monochrome tones. He was followed by a young boy, with curly, platinum blonde hair, bright blue eyes, and rosy cheeks…fully dressed in…color…light blue overalls, a white and red striped shirt, and red Converse… He looked completely out of place in the black-and-white mansion…yet with Enid now there in her red jeans…he didn’t look that off-putting…

“Wednesday!” The young boy yelled, a huge dimpled smile adorning his rosy cheeks. He ran towards Wednesday and jumped into her arms, Wednesday nearly losing balance yet catching him just in time. He wrapped his arms and legs around her like a koala. “I’ve missed you so much, sis! It’s so nice to see you again! Pugs and I were fishing, we’ve caught a lot of your favorites!” He told his sister giggling as he slid off her.

Wednesday was flushed, “Pubert, I would like you to meet Enid Sinclair, my…” She was cut off by a loud gasp.

“THE Enid?! OH MY GOD! I’ve been DYING to meet you!” Pubert ran and wrapped Enid in a bone-crushing hug, pressing his cheek sideways, “I love her already, sis!”

“Little chinchilla, let Enid go dear. I’m sure she’d like her space back… Come on, let's get you cleaned up for lunch.” Morticia said sweetly.

Pubert let Enid go with a pout, “Yes, mother.” He waved shyly back at them as he left with his parents up the stairs. Enid’s head was buzzing with so many questions, her mind running a mile a minute.

“Enid, good to see you again wolf!” Pugsley brought her out of her thoughts and stuck out his hand for her to take. She squinted her eyes at him, opening her arms for him to hug her. “Sorry, just thought you’d be overwhelmed with…all that.” He said sheepishly waving his hands towards where the family had just left.

“I’m a hugger, bring it in Pugs.” He smiled and hugged the older girl, lifting her off her feet a bit. Wednesday cleared her throat, feeling a bit annoyed at all the commotion, “Sis! I’m so glad to see you!” He said, patting her shoulder lightly.

Wednesday nodded silently, “We have some things to attend to… We shall be off to my room if you need us.” She said stoically, gaining an unconscious blush out of Enid. “Shall we, pup?”

Enid let out a soft cough, “Lead the way.”

They headed up the stairs taking turns here and there, Enid was glad Wednesday was leading because she would have definitely gotten lost in the maze of a mansion. She also was sure she heard conversations, laughs, and screams coming from each room they passed…and the never-ending feeling that they were being watched.

Enid chuckled lightly, “I…did that portrait just move its eyes?”

Wednesday glared at said portrait, “Mind him not…that is just Uncle Phineas…he likes to cause trouble…” Enid stared at the portrait in disbelief as it winked at her…

She ran next to Wednesday, “How…much farther to your room?” She asked, confidence leaving her as she let out a shaky voice.

“We are here.” Wednesday stopped abruptly and Enid bumped into her.

Wednesday whispered something in Latin at her door and it came to life, locks clicking and turning as it opened to let them in…

“Impressive…Now that’s a fine security system.” Enid nodded in awe. Wednesday smiled slightly as she let Enid in. Her room pretty much looked like her side at Nevermore. Her typewriter on her desk in a corner, her cello placed on a stand next to her bookshelf, a velvety black armchair nearby, her bed with silky sheets, looking eerie yet welcoming was surrounded by a canopy of black tulle adorning it perfectly…her scent…everywhere… “It’s so…you.” She smiled genuinely at Wednesday.

Wednesday stood motionless, mesmerized by the beautiful wolf in her space. “You…were the only piece missing…” Enid stepped forward, extending her arms…Wednesday walking into Enid’s personal space, wrapping her arms around her waist, placing her head against Enid’s beating heart…

“I…missed this…missed us…” Enid kissed the top of Wednesday’s head, holding her tighter. “Thank you for bringing me…your family is…great.” Wednesday could feel her smile against her head, she closed her eyes and took in Enid’s smell and sense of safety.

“You shall always be welcomed into my…our family…” Wednesday whispered into Enid’s chest.

They pulled away slowly, Enid flashed her a toothy grin, “So…I have a question…” She clapped her hands over her mouth, curiosity getting the most out of her.

Wednesday rolled her eyes playfully, “Shoot…”

“Pubert! I love him already but…why does he look so…different?" Enid asked tiling her head like the curious puppy she still was.

Wednesday smiled, tucking her head down, “He is…my special boy…”

“I didn’t know you had another brother, it caught me a bit off guard,” Enid said sheepishly, shrugging lightly.

“He was born when we were in Italy…Mother was pregnant when they…when I was caught…” A bitter smile adorned Wednesday’s face, her eyes full of sadness… “I…missed the first 3 years of his life… I have tried to make it up to him every day since then…”

Enid lifted her face, cupping her cheeks, rubbing her thumbs softly on them. “Is that why…he’s…”

“He…fell ill a year after mother gave birth…it…he did not grow out of it…” Wednesday looked down, her eyes threating to betray her with tears.

Enid kissed Wednesday on her forehead, “What…happened?”

Wednesday sighed, “I…believe it was my fault… When Mother was pregnant and I got taken away…the whole family was…affected…Pubert was born with the darkest eyes, black hair, and a little mustache just like Father’s yet on the day of his first birthday…my parents were woken, at the stroke of midnight, by him crying… They ran towards his room only to find that his hair had turned completely blonde, his eyes were now bright blue and his mustache gone…” Wednesday grimaced, as she swallowed and continued… “When I got out and saw him…he reminded me of you…your similarities are…uncanny…Not only by the way he looks but how he acts as well…” Wednesday looked up at Enid, there was a glint of…something in her eyes… “I could not bear seeing him like that…without being able to see you…we tried everything to get him back…to help him recover but after some time we accepted he would stay like this…and we were blessed with our little golden boy…” She smiled, lifting her head, her lips brushing against Enid’s…

“…Isn’t it wild how your brother looks just like me…? How does that even happen?” She smiled down at Wednesday, closing her eyes slowly.

“I…have no idea…” Their lips met once more, this time it was raw with emotions, lips trying to express what words couldn’t, a dance that was meant only for them…

Wednesday was the first to pull away slowly, putting her forehead on Enid’s… “There is…a lot to talk about Enid…” Her face was serious, her eyes filled with…pain… She pulled the wolf to her bed, instructing her to sit down. “I…I need to show you something…” Wednesday walked back to her desk, opened her bottom drawer, and pulled out a medium-sized box… She held the box tightly close to her chest as she sat beside Enid on her bed… “This box…contains each and every word I could ever concur, written solely for you, Enid… But before I show you this…I believe it is about time I tell you what happened to me all those years ago…” Wednesday sighed, looked down at her feet, and took in a deep breath…

Enid instinctively stuck out her hand to take hold of Wednesday’s, creasing her frown with her other hand… “It’s ok, Wends…I’m here and I’m ready to listen…”

Wednesday nodded, “Very well…we had arrived in Italy during summer break from Nevermore, it was supposed to be a quick visit… My father had some business to attend to with an uncle of mine in the city, so Pugsley and I went…sightseeing while mother went shopping…” A glint of mischief rose in Wednesday’s eyes and Enid knew there was more to that than just simple touring but she’d let Wednesday explain at her own pace… “We managed to get into the Vatican Museum after waiting in line for hours…our grandmama had told us numerous stories on how the Conquistadors had ransacked our villages, how they had slaughtered entire families, even ending some of the bloodlines…ours, the Addams were very lucky to have survived back then…yet they took everything from us…a ring being one of the only remaining relics left from that time, taken…its last known location being…”

“The Vatican Museum…” Enid breathe out…

“Affirmative, I…we just needed to know if it was true…so we waited and…there it was…placed firmly around the finger of a wax figure of an ancient nun…” Enid shook her head, anger bubbling in her chest… “A black gold ring with a…pink diamond in the center… It was my great-great-great grandmama’s wedding ring… It had been passed on from generation to generation…until it was…cut off my…great-great grandmama’s finger…just before…they slit my great-great grandpapa’s throat in front of her…leaving her to bleed out and slowly die crying over his corpse…” Wednesday’s eyes were filled with tears…she had never told anyone her family’s story before…it was very hard to retell…

Enid wrapped her arms around Wednesday’s shoulders, cradling her close to her chest…her own tears flooding her eyes… “I…I can't imagine…how…much pain…how…cruel they were…”

Wednesday sobbed lightly into Enid's chest, sniffling, trying to regulate her breathing to continue… “There it was…all that was left of…their love for each other…in a museum…” Wednesday took a deep breath as she pulled away, wiping her tears with her sleeve… “There was nothing we could do…I asked the museum director if I could buy the ring, to which he refused, laughed, and had us…escorted out with…not so kind words… He only kept his tongue because Mother showed up just in time…” Enid’s hands cradled Wednesday’s face, placing a chaste kiss on her lips. “We…we broke in that same night…we knew security was tight, we were sure we had studied and had everything down right until…Pugsley underestimated his strength…ripping the wax nun’s arm off, setting off a series of security protocols almost trapping both of us inside…I managed to push him out through a small window at the highest part of the museum and as I was about to exit…a vision hit me when I touched the tinted glass…I collapsed onto the floor below…I could not move…did not see the guards zeroing in on me…did not wake up until after hours…undressed…in a cold, wet cell…”

Enid stood up abruptly, her hands shaking, her face red with anger, her wolf growling inside her, her claws and fangs had elongated and her eyes were glowing yellow…

Wednesday stood up and walked in front of Enid, “Cariño, look at me…” She glanced up at the infuriated wolf. “It has been so long since that happened Enid…I…have healed from my injuries… I am here and safe, with you…” She ran her hands down Enid’s face, running faint patterns, trying to calm her…

Enid leaned into her touch, closing her eyes, breathing in her scent… “...I'm…sorry…I…almost lost control…” Enid half growled half said, her voice deeper than usual.

Wednesday smiled, “You look…marvelous when you lose control…”

Enid stopped breathing, she blinked, focused, looking into Wednesday’s dark eyes… “...Fuck…when you say it…like that I…”

Wednesday leaned forward, pulling Enid closer as they kissed…Enid, still pumping with adrenaline, lifted Wednesday up with ease and carried her to her bed, their lips never parting, Wednesday bit down on Enid’s lower lip as she laid on top of her, their bodies meshing together in a sloppy pace…Enid kissed Wednesday’s shoulder, lightly sucking at her delicate skin, leaving dark red traces where her lips had been… Wednesday moaned softly, running her hands through Enid’s hair, grabbing tightly when Enid bit down a little too hard…

“Amor…Dios…” She huffed, her body melting into the wolf’s touch… They both jumped out of their skin when a loud knock hit the door…

“Hmm, Enid, Sis…lunch is served…” Pugsley’s voice was strained behind the closed door…

Wednesday cursed at his timing, “I…we will…have to…continue this… some other time…” Her cheeks were flushed and she was still panting lightly.

Enid was a mess…her hair was tousled, her lips swollen and red, and her cheeks flushed as well… “I…yeah…yes…some other time…”

“The…bathroom is over there if you would like to…freshen up…” Wednesday pointed to a corner of the room where the bathroom was. Enid got up, gave her a sheepish smile, and walked towards it, closing the door behind her with a click…

Wednesday closed her eyes and took in a slow deep breath, she turned to her dresser and saw herself in the mirror… Her braid was half undone, messy strands poking out here and there, her lower lip bloodshot, and her neck…dark bruises began to appear… “Well…this is new…” She brought her fingers to where they were, touching them, pressing down, feeling the slight pain that came with them…she closed her eyes, conjuring back moments shared before…

Another knock, this time softer was heard, “Sis, are you coming to lunch?” Pubert’s chirpy voice rang through the room as Enid stepped out of the bathroom, slightly less disheveled than before.

“We’ll be right down kiddo!” She answered, noticing Wednesday was still frozen in place.

“Okay!” Pubert replied, his skip echoing through the hall.

Enid smiled at Wednesday, “Hmm bathroom’s free if you um want to…”

Wednesday nodded firmly, walking quickly towards the bathroom and shutting the door behind her earning a giggle from Enid. 

…

After freshening up, Wednesday and Enid descended the stairs to the dining hall. The dining hall was a grand and expansive space within the mansion. It featured high ceilings, dark wood paneling, and ornate architectural details reminiscent of both Gothic and Victorian styles. The room was large enough to accommodate the entire family and their guests. Enid was in awe of how dark and beautiful the room was, from its architecture to its furniture. The centerpiece of the dining room was a massive, dark wood dining table, surrounded by an eclectic collection of antique chairs. The table was adorned with elegant yet slightly worn tableware, including silverware and elaborate candelabras. The chairs had unusual designs and carved details that Enid thought matched the ones on the door.

“Is that…silver?” Enid asked whispering in Wednesday’s ear.

“Not at all, pup. My parents have hidden all silver elements from our home for your visit. They are locked away in the basement and only father has the key. You need not worry, you are safe here, mi vida.” Wednesday replied, taking Enid’s hand in hers, kissing it lightly as she guided her towards the table.

Gomez was sat at the head of the table, on his right was Morticia, on his left an empty table setting, Wednesday sat next to the empty seat, Enid was given the seat right of her, Pugsley was next to his mother, and Pubert next to him. Enid wondered who the extra seating was for but before she could ask any questions an elderly-looking witch walked into the room, a slight limp to her step.

“Alas! I finally get to meet my granddaughter’s intended!” The elderly woman yelled, waving her hands in the air. “Get up dear! Let me get a closer look at you!” She directed her words towards Enid catching her off guard, making her jump in her seat, getting up immediately.

The older woman walked up to her, she raised her knotty hands to Enid’s face and cupped her cheeks, inspecting her features, slightly sniffing the air around her. “A werewolf! Geez Wednesday! I expected nothing less from you! Very formidable my dear, very good choice!”

Wednesday was blushing profusely, trying to control her rage by grasping the chair with full force, her knuckles white from the pressure. “Grandmama, is this really necessary?” She asked, a slightly embarrassed tone in her voice… Enid had never heard this in Wednesday’s voice before…it was…interesting…

“Of course it is, child! The first person my granddaughter has brought home for us to meet! It’s very necessary!” Grandmama opened Enid’s mouth to inspect her fangs. “Sharp enough to cut through bones I believe! Only the best for my eldest child! Tall, strong, I presume fast as well… You’ve chosen wisely!” She placed her ear to Enid’s chest, “Strong beating heart, honest, loyal, protective, full of love for Wed…”

“Enough! Grandmama, let Enid take her seat…please…” Wednesday was standing up, her hands flat on the table in front of her, her face flushed red.

Grandmama let Enid go, “Go on child, I believe I hit a nerve….” she whispered towards Enid, flashing her a toothy smile and wink. Grandmama sat next to Wednesday, laughing lightly to herself. Wednesday settled in her seat, sinking into it slowly as her father stood up, a cup in his hand.

“To our guest, we toast! Thank you for joining us for dinner, sweet Enid. May you always be welcome in our home! Cheers!” The whole family lifted their cups and cheered for Enid. She had never felt so seen and loved before…it was…magical. She sat down as Lurch walked out of the kitchen rolling out a cart with various types of foods…

“Are you…ok?” she asked Wednesday.

Wednesday turned her head to look at her, her face was still a slight pink, she looked adorable and Enid wanted to kiss her right there and then, “I shall be better when we are alone…” It was Enid’s turn to blush just as Grandmama looked at her and laughed.

The food was amazingly delicious and abundant. By the end of lunch, they had all settled into soft chatter amongst themselves. Enid was focused on Pubert’s conversation about dinosaurs, finding common ground on their liking of them. Pugsley was animatedly discussing the intricacies of poison-making with Wednesday and Grandmama, while Gomez and Morticia were whispering sweet nothings into each other’s ears.

As conversations started dying off, Wednesday placed her hand on Enid’s, interwinding their fingers and squeezing her hand. Enid turned and looked at her, in silent understanding they both got up and excused themselves to head back to Wednesday’s room, thank them all for the food and company. Morticia gave Wednesday a knowing gaze and Gomez smiled at her, proudly.

When they got to her room, Enid saw the box in Wednesday’s bed. “May I…?” she questioned.

Wednesday, nodded timidly knowing all too well what lay inside said box. “You may…”

Enid walked towards Wednesday’s bed, holding the box in her hands, opening it delicately, amazed at all the envelopes she found inside… “Letters…”

“1095…to be exact…” Wednesday shrugged.

Enid’s mouth hung open, “You…you wrote 1095 letters to me and…never sent one…? Why?”

Wednesday looked at the floor beneath her, “I…words could never explain…how much I was…missing you…how much I needed you by my side…how much I wanted to be…free…just to be with you one more time… It was never enough…one per day…every day…for 3 years…”

Enid stared at Wednesday, the box still in her hand, she placed it on her desk and walked towards her, hugging her tightly, “For someone who claims to not have feelings…you sure know how to woo a girl, Wednesday…” She kissed the top of her head and held on tighter. “I guess… it would take me some time to read all of these, one by one… I don't mind at all, to be honest…”

Enid smiled at her as she stood on her tiptoes to kiss her deeply. Enid deepened the kiss even more, pushing Wednesday lightly against her desk and her hand accidentally landed inside the box, over the envelopes, she went limp, her eyes rolling to the back of her head as Enid held her… “Wednesday!” 

She woke up later that day…her eyes shot open, and she couldn't move…her whole body hurt as if she had run a marathon… Enid was at her side, as was Morticia and Grandmama. All she could do was hear them…

“This started after she got out…many doctors have seen her…none have been able to determine what it is…” Morticia said in a serious tone.

“She’ll have to stay here for a couple of hours or even days…just until she's better enough to walk…” Grandmama added.

“Mfff…n…” Wednesday tried talking yet no words came from her mouth, just mumbles and grunts…

“Wednesday…” Enid squatted beside her, “You're awake…how are you feeling?”

Wednesday could only move her eyes as she stared sideways at her…

“She can't talk…or move…it’s like her whole body shuts down and when she comes to, it takes a while for her to get back to being herself…” Morticia replied sadly, caressing the air around her daughter’s face softly.

“This happened…when we were at the bar…she came to the next day…” Enid’s voice trembled at the memory…she felt scared, not really know how to help.

“She’ll be ok…She just needs to rest…” Grandmama smiled softly at her.

“Enid dear, if you’d like we could have Lurch take you back to your apartment later today. I’m sure you have things to do tomorrow…” Morticia offered.

Enid shook her head firmly, “I’m staying…if that’s ok with you… I can’t leave her like this…” Both Morticia and Grandmama smiled at her.

“If it is not an inconvenience for you, I'm sure Wednesday would appreciate it… I’ll have Lurch get you a change of clothes and toiletries you might need. Thank you, Enid, for caring for my daughter.” Morticia got up and squeezed Enid’s shoulder as Grandmama and she walked out of the room, locking the door behind them.

Wednesday lay motionless, looking at her… “I know you promised for us to get back home today but…I can't…I'm not leaving you like this…” She held her hand and squeezed, “Whatever it is…we’ll get through it…together, ok?”

Enid made a silent vow to care for her and all Wednesday could do was close her eyes slowly so she knew she had understood. “Slow blinking…” She giggled, “Just like a cat…that’s cute.” She flashed Wednesday a genuine smile, caressing the back of her hand softly…

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A couple of hours had passed and Wednesday was still slowly regaining her movements. Enid had fallen asleep at her side, holding her hand, and was awoken by a soft squeeze that came from the raven girl.

“Wends? Are you…I’m here…” Enid looked up and squeezed her hand back, Wednesday was staring down at her with tired eyes.

She cleared her throat, “…E…How…long…have…” Her voice was hoarse.

Enid quickly shot up and walked to her desk where she had a glass of water ready, “Here, have a drink first…Can you sit up?” Wednesday shook her head slightly. Enid slid an arm under her shoulders and delicately lifted her to a sitting position, bringing the glass to her lips for her to drink, “Slow, small sips…”

Under other circumstances Wednesday would have killed whoever tried to help her like this, she felt…small and pathetic…negative thoughts flooding her head, she blinked as she drank slowly…

Enid gave her a soft smile, “Does that feel better?”

Wednesday blinked at her once more… Here and now, in Enid’s arms, she felt vulnerable, safe, and cared for…she had never felt like this with anyone before and she most definitely would never let her guard down for none other than Enid Sinclair…

Once she finished Enid set the glass down on the desk and fixed Wednesday’s pillows so she could be seated up. “Are you comfortable? Do you need anything?” she asked.

Wednesday shook her head again, “I am…feeling better now…” She winced as she lifted her arm to place her hand on Enid’s cheek, “Th…thank you…for staying with me…”

Enid leaned into the touch, closing her eyes and letting out a puff of air, “I was so worried…this is the second time I've seen you like this…I just hope you’re ok…” her voice was full of concern, tears forming in her bright blue eyes.

“I…am truly sorry…I…do not know what triggers it exactly…it could be due to…high levels of stress, according to doctors…” Wednesday said in a serious tone, locking eyes with Enid. “Come, lay with me…” She patted the space next to her. Enid got up and laid next her. She turned sideways prompting Enid to do the same. Enid reached for her hand, intertwining their fingers.

“How…how many times has this…happened?” She asked timidly.

Wednesday thought, squinting her eyes at the memory, “About…4-5 times, maybe…”

Enid’s eyes filled with worry, “…Wends…”

“…I am now fine…I was very lucky…lots of…things happened in that prison that could have triggered this…” Wednesday answered, giving Enid a slight smirk.

Enid pushed her back playfully, “How can you…take this so lightly?”

Wednesday shrugged, “I…was in the prison hospital several times…broken ribs, collarbone, leg and hand…and of course a concussion…” Enid’s hand shot up to cover her mouth, tears freely flowing down her cheeks. Wednesday squeezed her hand and gave her a soft smile, “I was very lucky indeed…Doctors told my parents that had it not been for my Outcast condition, I would have most likely…not survived…”

Enid pulled her into a tight hug, her arms, and legs wrapping around her entire body, her chin pressed over her shoulder… “God, Wednesday…I almost lost you again and I didn't even know…I'm so sorry I resented you all this time…I didn't know…How could they be so cruel…” She sobbed into Wednesday’s shoulder.

Wednesday kissed the shell of her ear, and whispered, “All that time I was…out of myself…all I could dream about was being back…with you, in our dorm…going to classes, hearing your annoying songs or you growling in your sleep…everything you did to annoy me…became my new need…what I was longing for every time I came through…”

Enid lifted her head and looked into Wednesday’s eyes, desperation glowing in them, her lower lip trembling as she pushed down into Wednesday’s welcoming ones… Wednesday wrapped her arms around Enid’s neck and pulled her on top of her, not once breaking their kiss. It was sloppy, desperate, and needy…Enid’s fangs accidentally bit down on Wednesday’s lips with too much force, drawing a bit of blood…

As she noticed, she pulled away, “Shit…fuck…sorry Wends!” She lifted a thumb and wiped Wednesday’s blood off her lip...

Wednesday looked winded and smiled, “It…that was…I…fuck, Enid…” She pulled her back down and kissed her once more, her short nails digging into the shirt on Enid’s back, pulling on the fabric unconsciously. Enid shifted her body to put one of her legs between Wednesday’s, lifting her head to kiss and suck on her neck…

“You…smell…delicious…” Enid’s eyes were glowing yellow, her claws shooting out into the mattress…Wednesday knew she could lose control at any moment and wasn’t sure if she would stop her… She tilted her head up and let a low moan escape as Enid started to go lower towards her chest…

The sound of the doorknob rattling brought them back to their senses… Enid jumped off Wednesday and was standing startled next to her bed, her hair was a mess, cheeks flushed, claws out, and fangs elongated… Wednesday was still in bed, disheveled, her blouse slightly opened, cheeks red as a beet, with marks adoring her neck…

“Enid, dear? Is Wednesday awake yet?” Morticia’s voice came from behind the door.

Enid was glad it had been locked before because had she found them in their previous position…would have made Enid want to jump out of the window in embarrassment…

“Ye…yes…Mrs.…Morticia…she…just woke up…” Her voice cracked and came out high-pitched.

“That’s great news darling! May I come in to see her?” Morticia asked cheerfully.

Enid looked down at Wednesday, her eyes full of panic… Wednesday glared at the door. She slowly got up, Enid’s hand steadying her as she did so. She pointed to the bathroom and walked into it.

“Yes! Mm, she’s in the bathroom right now though but yes!” Enid forced her claws and fangs to retract, ran to open a window, and took a deep breath, her eyes slowly turning bright blue again, she ran her fingers through her hair to try to fix it as she walked towards the door to open it… “Hey Mrs.…I mean…Morticia…”

Morticia looked at Enid, a glint of amusement in her eyes, she gave her a side nod and smirked discretely, “Enid dear…is everything ok? You look…a little flushed.” She said, bringing a hand to Enid’s forehead as if to check for a fever.

Enid flinched slightly when Morticia’s cold hand touched her skin, “I…I'm fine! Perfect really!” She pulled away, giggling nervously under Morticia’s knowing eyes.

Wednesday suddenly emerged from the bathroom, walking stiffly, her face was back to its normal color, her blouse shut tight against her neck, and there was no indication of their previous…encounter… “Mother.” She greeted.

“Wednesday cariño, I’m so happy to see you up and…active again…” Morticia caressed the air around her daughter. “How are you feeling? Do you need anything?” She questioned as she cupped Wednesday’s face in her hands.

“I am fine Mother. Sleep, helped a lot in my recovery…I do, however, have a slight headache…” Wednesday admitted.

Morticia nodded, “I’ll have Lurch bring up some of Grandmama’s frog soup to make you feel better, mi niña. Please continue to rest.” She guided Wednesday back to her bed, making her sit back into her pillows. “Enid dear, would you like something to eat as well? I can have some steak and bacon brought up for you too.”

Enid felt calmer now, she smiled at Morticia, appreciating the gesture, “That would be nice, Morticia. Thank you.”

“Anything for you my dear. Will you be staying here or in one of our guest rooms?” Morticia asked sweetly.

“Here…” Wednesday answered dryly, “Enid will be staying here, Mother.”

Morticia gave Wednesday an all-knowing look, “Very well my darlings, I’ll have your dinner brought up and then you’ll be left unbothered so you can rest.” She gave them a final smile and closed the door behind her. Enid stood frozen in her spot, not really knowing what else to do with herself. Wednesday got up and grabbed her hand, pulling her slightly, and leading her back to the bed.

They laid there once again, this time, Wednesday had her head tucked into Enid’s chest, Enid’s arms wrapping protectively around her, she kissed the top of her head as Wednesday melted into her touch…They stayed like this until Lurch showed up at their door.

“Grrrr…” He growled.

“Coming!” Enid said, sitting up, placing a kiss on Wednesday’s cheek before getting up to open the door.

Lurch walked in, and placed both dishes, napkins, and cutlery on the small table Wednesday had in her room. He left them a pitcher of water, 2 glasses, and a single red rose in a thin vase in the center of the table as well. He then hunched out with a low deep growl, closing the door behind him.

Enid ran to the door and locked it before heading to the side of Wednesday’s bed, extending her hand out for her to take. “Shall we, Peque (small one)?” Wednesday glared at her, making her distaste for the pet name visible. “Oh, come on! It’s cute!” Enid said laughing. Wednesday rolled her eyes and took Enid’s hand to stand. Enid pulled her in gently and guided her towards the table, pulling the chair out for her to sit. Wednesday was slightly taken aback by the gesture, to which Enid wigged her eyebrows at her. Gaining a low chuckle from the petite seer.

They sat and enjoyed their dinner, chatting casually about minuscule light things until they finished… “Do you think…your mom sent this rose up?” Enid asked, her chin resting over her knuckles.

“Most likely…it is her signature flower after all…I am surprised that she did not cut off its head though…” Wednesday replied nonchalantly, shrugging slightly.

Enid giggled, “Why would she do that?”

“It is…due to Father’s allergy to roses… She…protects him this way…” Wednesday replied sheepishly, she had never shared her parents' little quirks before.

“Oh…that’s…that’s very sweet of her…” Enid said with a soft smile.

“I suppose so…I had never seen it like that before…but now I think I am beginning to understand their ways…” Wednesday replied softly.

Enid reached out for her hand and caressed it in hers. “We all have our ways of expressing our…love to our intended…Personally, I fell for your…ways…”

Wednesday glared, “I am…not like them though…”

“You don't have to be…I…I like you as you are…” She confessed, taking her hand and helping her stand, pulling her into a hug. “You have no idea how much I’ve yearned for you Wends…” She kissed the top of her head.

Wednesday lifted her head to look into Enid’s eyes. “I am…sorry it took me this long to get back to you…I shall not risk losing you again…” Wednesday pushed herself up on her tiptoes and placed a kiss on Enid’s lips and slowly pulled away, “Enid Nyx Sinclair, Would you do me the extraordinary honor of becoming my romantic counterpart, my confidante in this grand opera of life?”

Enid, stared at her in bewilderment her mouth slightly agape, “Wends, are you…asking me to be…your girlfriend?” She giggled into her hand.

“Was I not clear in my declaration?” Wednesday asked, a slight frown on her brow, making her look confused.

Enid stared at her, cherishing every detail of her face, she smiled and kissed her softly. “I would be honored to be your paramour, Wends.” Her smile was bigger than ever as she pulled Enid into her arms, placing a deep kiss onto her lips, with no desperation or rush this time, knowing they would not be bothered anymore… She caressed Enid’s face, tracing her fingers down her fading scars, Enid leaning into her touch…

“Mmm…Your hands are so soft…” Her eyes were closed, enjoying Wednesday’s musing…Enid then started to place kisses on Wednesday’s palms, wrist, and back of her hand… “I can't get enough of you Wends…” She whispered between light kisses.

“Nor can I, mi amor…” Wednesday whispered.

Enid opened her eyes, bright blue looking down into dark chocolate brown, a shy smile playing on her lips, “I must say…My wolf…is happy to have you back in our lives and now that you are my girlfriend… I have to confess that…my wolf keeps pushing me to…claim you…as our mate…”

Wednesday’s eyes filled with what Enid could only describe as pure adoration, “Enid, I am…honored…” She said, cupping her face, placing a chaste kiss on her lips, “How…how long have you known…I was your intended mate?”

Enid blushed, “...Since the day I wolfed out…remember I told you that I sensed you were in danger and…boom!” She chuckled. “I honestly realized when we hugged…you felt it too, right?”

“I did…although I did not know what it actually was…I had never experienced such…longing for anyone else…ever…” Their foreheads were touching, their hands intertwined, locked into each other’s space… “Why did you not tell me…when you knew?” Wednesday questioned.

“I was…scared…I had never fallen for a girl before, it took me by surprise…also…I had been indoctrinated to think that my mate would be another wolf…I’m sorry…” Enid said, hiding her face into the crook of Wednesday’s neck.

Wednesday was silently taking in Enid’s words, holding her tight before she finally spoke, “I never said anything because…I thought, how would someone so full of light such as Enid, ever love someone like me?” A sad smile played on her lips when Enid lifted her head in surprise, “The gender part did not matter much to me…we Addams…do not see our partner’s gender as an impediment when our souls choose them…” She placed a kiss on her cheek, “And just as wolves, we also…have one soulmate and it is also for life…It is…part of our curse…”

Enid tilted her head in question, “Curse?”

Wednesday chuckled, “Yes…before the Conquistadors…slit my great-great-grandpapa’s throat, they had them look into each other’s eyes one last time…they spit on them and cursed them… *Your family shall never fall in love or feel love like a normal person would…it will be slow, tortuous and to the most opposite individual, it will consume them whole and once they are smitten, it shall be unbearable to stay away no matter accepted or not, even after death…* and they proceeded to kill him and let her bleed out in his arms from where she refused to leave until her final demise…their mixed blood sealing the curse…”

Enid was again filled with primal rage towards these cowardly savages, she wished she could go back in time and stop all this from ever happening, the pain for Wednesday’s ancestors vivid in her entire being. “And all this…done in the name of God…” She was growling, a bit of drool slipping in the corner of her mouth.

Wednesday, cupped her face once more, “It is all in the past…It did affect my family in the beginning…none of them being able to love who they chose but who the curse chose for them…Until they slowly started to accept it…falling madly in love with their destined partner…” She smiled at Enid with love and devotion written all over her face which looked soft and blushed, “If anything, I am glad we have this curse, otherwise, I would have never met…you…” Wednesday closed the space between them kissing Enid deeply, Enid wrapping her arms tightly around her waist, guiding them slowly to her bed as their kiss became more desperate…need flooding their body with each touch and kiss. They landed on the bed with a flop…

“Shit Wends, I’m sorry.” Enid pushed herself up on her elbows, her eyes raking down Wednesday making sure she was ok.

“I am fine, cariño. No harm done.” Wednesday gave a soft smile only reserved for her, she looked into those deep dark blue eyes, blown by their closeness… She lifted a hand and traced the faint scars on Enid’s face. “I used to love these…they were a reminder of your love and devotion…it is…a bit nostalgic how they are now fading…”

Enid gulped, a hint of shyness clouding her previous bravery, “I…it’s…the wolf healing…with time they have been healing…I honestly thought they would be with me forever…”

Wednesday brought her lips up to them and kissed each thin, pink line, “I suppose so…but they will always be on my mind, a reminder of…everything I hold dear…”

Enid melted into Wednesday’s kisses, her words stirring her wolf awake, making it howl deep inside her… “Claim. Our. Mate! She wants us and loves us, just as much as we her…” She gowled into Wednesday’s neck.

“What is wrong, mi vida?” came Wednesday’s voice tinted with concern.

Enid lifted her head, her eyes were glowing, blue mixing to green and eventually shining yellow, “My…wolf…I…must…control…” her face strained, she closed her eyes as she tried to regain her humanity…

“Enid?” Wednesday cupped her face with both hands, “Enid, look at me, cariño.” Enid slowly opened her eyes again, she whimpered… “You and I, have waited for so long…I…am ready to be your mate if you are…and if not, we can wait…I shall wait for you as long as you need me to…I am not going anywhere…ever…” She peppered kisses on Enid’s cheeks, nose, eyes, and ears and she waited…

“I…I’ve never…with anyone before…it’s not…in our nature…we mate for life Wends… If we…do this…there’s no turning back…are you sure you want me…this way?” Self-doubt, pain, and hesitation were written all over Enid’s face…

“Enid, I have never done this with anyone either…I cannot fathom it being with anyone else but you…for life…there is no doubt in my mind…if not now whenever you are ready, I shall forever be your mate…” She gave Enid a dimpled smile, sliding her thumb over an ever-growing frown. “We are in this together.” She placed her lips over Enid’s, wrapping her arms around her neck and pulling her closer…Enid let go of herself, anxiety bleeding out of her body with every kiss Wednesday gave her, her wolf yipping in delight… All her senses were on edge, taking in every taste, smell, sound, touch, and sight Wednesday gave her…

“You're so…breathtaking, Αγάπη μου…” She deepened the kiss, her tongue licking her lower lip asking for entrance. Wednesday contently complied, letting Enid’s tongue slide into her mouth, sucking on it slightly, a moan escaping Enid’s lips…her hands wandered down her shoulders to the hem of her shirt… She parted from the kiss and peppered more behind Wednesday’s ear, licking at its shell and nibbling on her lobe, pulling softly, “You're so so hot Wends…I really want you…” She lowered her lips to her neck, her fangs slowly elonging scraping at the delicate skin…

“F…fuck…” the curse slipped out of Wednesday’s mouth without her being able to stop it. One of her hands was buried into Enid’s dark locks, scraping at her scalp with blunt nails, her other arm wrapped tightly around her broad shoulders, her hand fisting at Enid’s shirt… Enid’s hips bucked unconsciously, hitting Wednesday’s lower abs… Wednesday’s legs parted, accommodating Enid’s body right at her center… Wednesday’s body was unusually hot, her clothes suddenly feeling suffocating on her…Enid sensing her discomfort, lowered her hands into Wednesday’s shirt, her fingers tracing up her firm abs…she knew Wednesday would be fit but was still mesmerized by her mate’s toned body…She raked her slightly extended claws back down the sides of her ribs gaining something she’d never thought she’d hear…giggles…

Her head shot up, the mood shifting completely yet still very intimate… “Wends, I…”

Wednesday’s face was flushed with embarrassment, dark shades of red adorning her freckled cheeks, “I…I am…ticklish ok…” Wednesday pouted and let out a huff that Enid found adorable, “It is one of the tortures I have never managed to overcome…it makes me…weak…”

Enid slid herself up to Wednesday and kissed her pouting lips, “It doesn't make you weak…it shows me, trust…vulnerability you are only willing to share with me…and I’m beyond honored…I love you Wednesday Friday Addams…” She smiled and kissed her adorable face, it was true, every single word was true, Enid had never felt this way for anyone before nor had she felt this unguarded, protected, and safe…all thanks to one small goth girl who held her heart in her murderous hands yet cared for her in every way possible…

Wednesday was rendered speechless, she had always been one of few words but she always had a comeback for anything thrown at her yet right here and now…she was left in silence…She took a deep breath and gathered her thoughts as she slowly began to speak again, “Enid, I would never find the words sufficient enough to express how much I love you…Your presence is like a permanent rainbow, lingering in the graveyard of my solitude. It is both disconcerting and strangely comforting. You disturb the peace in a way that resonates with the quiet chaos within me. I never thought I would willingly invite someone into the peculiar maze of my existence, but here you are—my sunshine, my anomaly. You are the riddle that will forever perplex me, the cryptic verse in the book of my life that I would gladly discover day by day, week by week, year by year, life by life at your side… You cariño, are the reason I am alive today, safe in your arms…I love you more than you could ever imagine…”

She met Enid halfway, a tear rolling down her cheek at such a powerful profession of love and devotion, she connected their lips once more… Her hands placed firmly on her abs, her claws teasing the fine line between affection and danger… She then felt her scar, just right under her ribs where she had been stabbed so many years ago… She crawled down, lifting Wednesday’s shirt over her head and peppered kisses over her scar, gnawing fangs over tender flesh. Wednesday’s whimper was like a soft plea to Enid’s ears, she tucked her head out from Wednesday’s shirt, lifting it over her head and tossing it next to the bed…

Enid took in a deep breath, Wednesday’s scent hitting all the right places in her brain, her eyes wandered over her lean body, perfect in every way, like the gods themselves molded her just for Enid to have…Enid was entranced with Wednesday Addams, wishing to relish every inch of skin on her yet as of now her black silk bra was the only thing covering her upper body…

She peppered kisses here and there, whispering sweet nothings onto her skin, her hand reaching the base of her bra, “May I?” Her way of asking for consent to taking the piece of clothes off. Wednesday nodded once, her body lifted and supported on her elbows for Enid to unclasp her bra…she slid it down her arms, drool forming in her mouth as she saw small mounds of delicate flesh, wanting nothing but to worship them…her staring was rudely interrupted by Wednesday folding her arms over her chest…

“I…I am sorry…I do not have…much to offer in that…area…” A timid Wednesday stated.

Enid shook her head and placed a kiss on her forehead, “Αγάπη μου…” She smiled and slowly removed her arms away from herself, “I love you with everything you have to offer…you don't lack anything and are amazingly beautiful.”

Wednesday sat up and wrapped her arms around her strong wolf, nuzzling her neck, sliding her hands under the back of her shirt to pull her impossibly closer. “Thank you, querida…”

Enid smiled into her hair and kissed the top of her head. “Would you like for me to…take off my shirt too?” She said sheepishly, “It’s only fair.” She chuckled as she placed soft kisses on Wednesday’s cheeks and neck.

Wednesday nodded, “May I…remove it?” Enid took her hands into hers and guided them to the hem of her shirt, lifting her arms for Wednesday to remove it revealing a black lycra sports bra… “That one can go too…” She smiled cheekily. Wednesday’s hands were nimble fiddling with the base of her sports bra as she slid it off as well…

Her jaw went slack as she admired Enid’s strong body…3 long scars going down from the base of her right boob to just above her navel were still quite visible… “Liking what you see?” Enid giggled, wiggling her eyebrows at Wednesday, making her blush a deep velvet red…and gaining a soft push on her bicep.

“Enid…you…you are…wow…” All of Wednesday’s words flew out of her head that very moment… Her sweet, colorful, sunshine Enid, was now a woman…with a very defined 6 pack, she could see the veins in her strong build, her arms were just as toned, biceps, triceps, and forearms were very obviously visible…

Wednesday could feel a warmth puddling in her lower belly… She was blatantly staring, wanting nothing more than to feel every muscle on Enid’s body… A timid hand reached out and traced the abs on her girlfriend's stomach pushing down into the bed,

“Mmm…cold…” Enid let out. Wednesday looked at her hands, and lowered herself deciding to replace her hands with her lips instead… Wet opened mouth kisses were placed hungrily over Enid's abs, Wednesday's hands roaming upward, caressing her breasts, her nipples hardening at her touch…she squeezed as sucked down on the side of Enid’s body, nibbling lightly…

“Wends… you're…driving me insane…” Enid moaned out, her body shivering with each touch, her hips unconsciously bucking upwards into Wednesday’s body…she tested the waters by pushing down into Enid as well, both feeling a bolt of energy flow through their bodies as they rocked rhythmically together…

“Fuck…” Enid bit her lower lip, her senses heightened overwhelming her rational thoughts… “Need you…” She mumbled. Wednesday hesitantly pulled away once realization hit. She knew what had to be done before her mate claimed her…

“Enid…there’s… something…there’s an Addams family tradition we must…follow before we can continue…” She got off Enid’s lap and sat at the edge of the bed, she turned around and gave her hand for Enid to take. Enid took her hand and sat next to Wednesday.

“What is it, my love? Is everything ok?” Enid asked, feeling a bit hazed yet trying to focus.

“Y…yes…mmm, have you ever wondered why you have never seen me with my hair down?” Wednesday asked while looking at Enid’s deep blue eyes.

“Yes, but I just figured it was…how you felt comfortable…” Enid shrugged sheepishly.

“It is but it is also much more…our family has this…tradition amongst Addams women…we…keep our hair in braids until we find and stay with our designated mate…” Enid’s mouth formed a silent oh and kept listening. “And now, we are here and I am…willing to demonstrate to you, by our traditions…how we swear fealty to our mate…” Wednesday turned her back to Enid presenting her her single braid,

“Enid, cariño. Will you do me the honor of…undoing my braid?” Enid’s eyes grew big once she understood the implications of such a request…

“Wednesday…” She gasped softly.

“Please?” Wednesday handed her her favorite pocket knife, “Cut the tie at the end and…let my hair lose…”

Enid took the knife with slightly trembling hands, she could sense how much this meant to Wednesday, her family, and their traditions and felt honored to be able to participate in them… “Wednesday, I'm the one who should be honored to receive such privilege from you…I know this is a very important step for you…for us and our relationship…”

Wednesday bent her head slightly forward allowing Enid a better view. Enid carefully cut off the tie in Wednesday’s braid and slowly undid her hair, scratching the base of her skull to loosen the built-up tension there. When she backed away, she stared in awe at how long, shiny, and soft Wednesday’s hair really was…it was wavy and well-kept…

“Wow, Wends…your hair…it’s…wow…” Wednesday slowly turned around, a fight blush adorning her cheeks, she ducked her head slightly, her hair cascading at her sides. Enid lifted her head by the chin and placed a soft kiss on her lips. “Thank you…for everything…”

Wednesday smiled back at Enid, “Now, by Addams’ tradition, I am truly and uniquely yours…until death crawls into me and takes my soul…” She leaned forward and kissed Enid with all the love she felt for her…

Enid’s heart swelled with love, respect, and deep admiration for her now, mate. Her smile plastered from ear to ear, she cupped Wednesday’s face between both hands deepening the kiss. Wednesday’s hands wrapped around her neck, pulling her closer, their upper bodies brushing against each other…she shivered when she felt Enid’s bare chest against hers, she closed her eyes as Enid’s lips and fangs grazed her jawline, leaning her back on the bed…

Enid’s kisses became more and more intense as she peppered them on her skin… “E…” A soft moan left Wednesday’s lips as Enid started to lower her kisses, gently palming one of her breasts, her fingers fidgeting with her hardened nipple…

“Fuck…Enid…” Enid looked up and Wednesday, her hair was spread out, her face red with a blush, her eyes shut closed, her chin lifted slightly as her head pushed deeper into the pillow beneath her…she smiled as her lips nibbled and sucked on her other breast, she circled her tongue around her nipple and sucked down against, leaving faint reddish marks on her skin…

“You’re so beautiful, η ζωή μου.” Wednesday was lost in the feel of Enid’s mouth on her body, she had never felt this vulnerable yet safe in her life, willing to risk everything for the woman on top of her… She placed one hand over Enid’s shoulder and squeezed, digging her nails into her skin, gaining a low growl from her… Enid started going lower down her body, Wednesday's hand now rested on Enid’s head, her hair a ruffled mess…her kisses stopped just above the waist of Wednesday’s pants… She looked up at Wednesday for silent consent to which she slowly nodded, placing the back of her hand on her forehead as she melted into the mattress…all while Enid undid her button and zipper slowly peeling off the last remaining garments left… 

Enid was immediately entranced by Wednesday’s glistening folds, her scent overwhelming her senses making them go haywire… “Fuck, Wends…you look so…delicious…” Wednesday lifted her head in the surprising choice of words, she was about to refute when she felt a hot determined tongue circling her clit…

She fell back into the bed, her legs parting providing Enid with more space and comfort…her nails dug into Enid’s scalp as she slid her tongue from her clit to her entrance and back up again torturously slowly, her hips bucking upwards as Enid continued…

“Dios mío…amor…” Wednesday moaned deeply.

Enid’s ears perked up as she picked up the language, “So sexy…” the hum of her words sending a vibrating shiver up her spine. Wednesday flexed her knees around Enid’s head wanting to relieve the heightened sensation a bit but this only gave Enid further access to her core, she moved her hands to grab Wednesday’s thighs, squeezing lightly as she sucked her clit…

“Mierda…Enid…sigue así…por favor…no…pares…” And she wouldn’t stop…she let go of one of Wednesday’s legs and started sliding a single digit up and down her wet folds, her tongue never leaving her clit…

“Mm so wet for me…” her finger stopped at her entrance, she looked up as she extended her other hand to intertwine her hand in Wednesday’s… Wednesday looked completely out of herself, her hair messy, sweat was dripping down her forehead, bangs wet as well… She looked at Enid’s bright blue eyes, her finger still circling her entrance driving Wednesday crazy…

“Enid…please…” she begged…making Enid smirk… She lifted her body and undid her pants, taking it off desperately and kicking it to the side of the room. She quickly got back on top of Wednesday who was drooling at the sight of her girlfriend’s tone naked body…

”Hey…” she said smiling, placing a kiss on her cheek. Wednesday was taken aback at the sudden change, she looked into her eyes, a sinful smirk now playing on her lips… Enid leaned into her neck and whispered into her ear, “I want to look at you…as you cum into my hand…”

Wednesday’s eyes went wide at her bold words and the feel of her nimble fingers sliding back between her wet folds, prodding at her entrance… “Are you…ready for me, Αγάπη μου?” Fangs dangerously sliding down her neck as she spoke…

Wednesday nodded, closing her eyes wanting to enjoy every sensation… Enid slowly slid the tip of her index finger into Wednesday carefully pushing in deeper until her whole finger was in her mate…it didn’t take much time for Wednesday to feel comfortable with the new sensation. Enid then began to flex her finger in a come here motion feeling Wednesday's tight walls pressing around the digit…

“Asi…si…sigue…” she moaned out.

“Me encanta cuando hablas español, Αγάπη μου. Can you…take one more?” She nibbled on her ear as she asked, another moan and nails raking down her back gave her the answer she needed. She started to pump in and out, Wednesday’s breath hitching more and more with each pump, she rhythmically slid in another finger eliciting a hiss and a bite on the shoulder from her girlfriend, she slowed down her pumping letting Wednesday get used to the new sensation, kissing and sucking in her pulse point, she licked the sensitive skin as she continued, speeding up a bit…

Her fingers were drenched in Wednesday’s juices, her own dripping down her leg, the scent of both their arousals eminent… Enid shifted her body so that she was half laying on Wednesday, using her weight to her advantage to press her knee over her hand and pump harder…

“Me estas…volviendo loca…” Wednesday bit and sucked on Enid’s shoulder once more, trying to express the moans threatening to escape…

“Esa es la idea…” Enid nuzzled her neck as both their bodies rocked to the pace of their shared encounter…

“Claim her, now!” Enid’s wolf was back, howling uncontrollably, their own pleasure getting the best of them. “I’m gonna…mark…you…now…” Enid half said half barked out…

Wednesday could only nod, knowing this was necessary, she wanted to be Enid’s and solely Enid’s… Enid was lapping at her neck, pressing her tongue hard on her pulse point, her fangs their full length, drool dripping from them…she lifted her head, a long loud howl ripping from her throat… She bent forward with force as she sank her fangs deep into Wednesday’s neck biting down and sucking, tasting her mate’s blood as Wednesday came undone with a loud grunt/moan…

Wednesday´s body went still, stiff, and then completely relaxed…le petite mort they called it… Enid finished making her mate, licking her wound to seal it… It was done…Wednesday was marked, her wolf had claimed her as their mate…

She fell, exhausted next to Wednesday, cuddling her close to her chest with no intention of ever letting go… Wednesday was Enid´s and Enid was Wednesday´s from then onto forever…

Chapter Text

Enid nuzzled Wednesday’s neck, cooing softly. “Hmm, you smell delicious…”

Wednesday’s eyes fluttered open, a soft smile adorning her lips. “I never knew dying could feel this…satisfying…”

Enid chuckled, “And you made it look so pleasurable…”

Wednesday turned to her side kissing Enid’s temple, “Thank you…for treating me so well…mi amor.” She kissed her cheek and pecked her lips.

Enid beamed and melted into her mate’s soft kisses. “Your lips are so soft…” She kissed back, enjoying the warmth of Wednesday’s lips. Wednesday sighed deepening the kiss, moaning softly. Enid’s ears perked at the sound, “I’m…never going to…get tired of hearing you moan…”

Wednesday placed a hand over Enid’s chest pushing her back slightly, “I cannot wait to make you moan.”

Enid looked down at her smirking, “Αγάπη μου, how bold! Who knew you had that in you?” she laughed.

Wednesday frowned at her, a pout forming at her lips, “Is that a challenge?”

Enid shrugged flashing her a cocky smile, “I mean…I’ve set the bar pretty high; I might say…”

Wednesday stood still for a moment then slid out of Enid’s arms, swiftly flipped her over, and straddled her lower back, she took her by surprise when she easily pinned both her arms over her head, bending forward to whisper in Enid’s ear,  “You did not just challenge me…”

“What if I did?” Enid retorted her face sideways on the pillow, a dangerous yellow glow in her eyes.

Wednesday scoffed and leaned down to whisper in Enid’s ear, “I am going to pleasure you as much as you did me…or even more…” Enid shivered at her words. Wednesday licked the shell of Enid’s ear, biting down on her lobe, sucking lightly. Enid bit her lower lip trying to hold back any sounds that threatened to escape her mouth… Wednesday lowered her kisses and bites to the back of her neck, shoulders, and back…

Enid’s body started to jolt with the feeling, “Σκατά…Wends…” Her claws started to extend as Wednesday lowered her kisses, her left hand still holding her arms above her head, her right raking its nails down her ribs…Enid squirmed as Wednesday licked down her spine painfully slowly. Her senses were heightened, her pupils blown, she looked down as best as she could in her current position, she could see Wednesday’s eyes were closed, enjoying her body… Enid felt like the luckiest girl in the world, she closed her eyes again, moaning softly…

“You are so mesmerizing, mon loup.” Wednesday said between kisses, she let Enid’s hands go for a moment as her lips grazed the scars on the side of her ribs, her hands now roaming up and down the back of Enid’s thighs, parting her legs apart subtly, she kissed each side of her butt cheeks, her right hand squeezing tightly. She looked up, Enid’s arms were still over her head even though she was no longer pinning them down, she smiled at the view. She lowered her hand between Enid’s legs, her index and ring fingers caressing each side of her core, her middle sliding swiftly between Enid’s wet folds… Enid’s butt bucked upwards, making Wednesday’s finger poke at her bundle of nerves, she started to circle it slowly…

“You are so wet for me, cariño…” She licked her lips and bit down on Enid’s inner thigh, licking to soothe the now red-forming mark… She slid her finger towards her entrance probing for entrance…she went in slowly, letting Enid get used to the feeling, moans scaping her lips with every thrust as she picked up the pace…

“Wends…” She moaned her name…

“Mi vida, que deliciosa estas…” She pumped her finger faster into her mate, sliding another digit as she did so… Enid was soaked, the feeling of pressure and pleasure mixing together, she wanted more, she wanted to feel more of Wednesday and as she was about to ask for it, she felt Wednesday’s other hand parting her cheeks and her head diving face first into her core, her tongue working its magic from behind…Enid lifted herself a bit to give her better access…Wednesday was licking slowly from the base of her own pumping fingers to the lowest part of her entrance… “Mmm riquisma, amor…”

Enid was now practically on her knees, her butt in the air, leaning back into Wednesday’s fingers and tongue… It took her a moment to leave her shyness aside and enjoy the moment with her mate… “Wends, I'm gonna…”

“Come for me, mi vida…” Wednesday replied, her tongue still working its magic, her fingers pumping a bit harder and faster as Enid came undone, her primal side took over for a hint of a second…a long, deep howl escaping her lips… Wednesday lifted her head in surprise, she saw shining yellow eyes staring back at her…

“Enid? Are you…alright, amor?” Enid’s claws were completely out, her fangs were their full length, and her ears slightly pointed…she was half wolfed out, looking wild and lustful… Wednesday slowly approached the wolf and carefully caressed her cheek,

“Hey, mi amor. You are safe. I am here with you. Come back to me…please?”

Enid blinked once, a low growl rumbling dangerously in her chest…she looked at Wednesday, her eyes softening in realization… “Oh my god Wends…I'm sooooo sorry…” She flopped down on the bed, burying her face in the pillow below her.

Wednesday smiled at the bashful wolf, “Hey, it is ok, mon loup…This is our safe space…no need to be ashamed…” She kissed her back softly, as Enid slowly started to relax, her wolf-like features fading back to her human form…

“That was…amazing…” She turned over, opening her arms letting Wednesday tuck herself into her side. “I’ve never…partially wolfed out before…” She said, kissing the top of Wednesday’s head.

“You are ethereal, cara mia…I love you…” Wednesday looked up into her eyes, kissing her, melting into one…

They woke up tangled into each other the next day, a bit sore from their previous activities…

“Morning, Wends.” Enid beamed.

“Good morning, cariño” She kissed her nose, a smile playing on her lips.

“As much as I'd love to stay in bed all day, I believe they’re waiting for us downstairs…I think I heard a knock earlier…” Enid said in a low husky voice.

“You sound…hot in the mornings…” Wednesday stated, a blush adorning her cheeks as the words left her mouth. Enid smiled at her, as she placed feathered kisses on her temple, nose, and lips.

“Mmm…I consider a shower is…promptly due…” Wednesday said, her body feeling hot and sticky.

“Aggg, fineeee…” Enid whined as she let go of Wednesday so she could head towards the shower. She got up swiftly, her body tingling with the cool air of the room. Enid laid sideways and stared directly at her, smirking as she admired her slim yet toned figure. “I can't believe you're finally, officially my mate…” Wednesday narrowed her eyes at her and glared gaining a chuckle for Enid, “Don't get me wrong, you are an amazing woman, so smart, resilient, remarkably beautiful, and…incredible in bed…” she ended with a laugh. Wednesday grabbed a pillow from the floor and threw it at Enid, a smile playing on her lips as she walked into the bathroom, closing the door behind her. 

Enid felt happy, she hadn't felt this way in quite some time. Her smile not simmering in any way, she sighed as she stretched fully in Wednesday’s bed. She closed her eyes, reminiscing on the activities of the night prior… She was almost asleep once again when Wednesday stepped out of the bathroom in a black robe, drying her hair in a towel.

“Hello, mon loup.” Wednesday greeted Enid poking her in the cheek.

Enid grimaced, flipping over and burying her head in the pillow, “5 more minutesssss…” her muffled voice said. As Wednesday was about to reply a knock was heard at her door.

“Sis, Enid. Mom said you guys should come down for breakfast.” Pubert’s voice came behind the door. Enid shot up as fast as she could and ran into the bathroom to shower. Wednesday laughed and opened the door.

“Sis! You're up!” Pubert chimed as he launched himself into her arms.

“My sweet summer child.” She kissed the top of his head. “We shall be joining you once Enid leaves the shower.”

“Ok.” Pubert hugged her tighter. “I’ll see you downstairs. Love you, Sis.”

She kissed his cheek and he ran off into the hall leaving her alone in her room. She sat in front of her mirror, dried her hair thoroughly, and then combed through it slowly. She smiled at her reflection, a blush adorning her cheeks, making her duck her head.

She got up and walked into her closet to choose her outfit of the day, a simple black dress with little white skulls that ended just above her knees, a pair of long black thigh-high socks, and her black leather Docs. She wore a thin black leather belt around her waist, accentuating her figure.

As she was putting on her earrings, Enid walked out wrapped in a fluffy white towel. She froze in her steps as she looked at her mate, her jaw dropping and her eyebrows shooting up to her hairline. “Αγάπη μου…You…you look…” She was completely lost for words, leaving Wednesday looking quizzically at her.

“Mon loup? Are you alright?” Wednesday walked towards her, placing her hand over her cheek, rubbing circles with her thumb.

Enid looked down into her deep chocolate brown eyes, “...you look…ravishing…” she breathed out.

Wednesday leaned into her, placing a slow kiss onto her lips. Enid opened her mouth granting her access, Wednesday slid her tongue in savoring the fresh taste of peppermint.

Enid moaned softly and broke the kiss placing their foreheads together, “...as much as I’d love to stay in your room all day making out, we really have to get downstairs before your parents come up to check on us…again…”

Wednesday nodded lightly, “You are right, mi vida. Let me get you a change of clothes that I hope would fit.” She pulled away reluctantly and walked into her closet again, coming out after some minutes with a black and white striped t-shirt that was slightly big on her and a pair of denim black jeans.

“I do not possess clothes with much color on them but since our styles are a bit similar lately, I am sure these would suit you fine,” Wednesday said, handing Enid the clothes she chose for her.

Enid smiled, “Thank you, Αγάπη μου.” She stood awkwardly holding onto the clothes she was just given.

Wednesday blinked and blushed once she realized why. “I…could give you some privacy if you like…”

Enid laughed shyly, “I think we’re beyond that point, my love.” She kissed her forehead, walked to her bed, and dropped her towel...

Wednesday’s blush was now a deep scarlet… “E…mi amor…” Enid placed the clothes on the bed and bent down to pick the towel up to pat her body dry.

Wednesday was frozen in place, her eyes fixed on Enid’s muscular body, she had grown into her full form and she was drop-dead gorgeous.

“You’re staring, my love.” Enid giggled.

Wednesday turned on her heel and faced her window to let Enid finish getting ready. It didn't take long before she felt two strong arms wrap around her waist, she leaned into Enid’s warm body and she placed her chin on her shoulder.

Noticing her hair was still loosely flowing behind her Enid asked, “Would you like me to braid your hair?”

Wednesday jolted a bit at the question, turning to face Enid, “That would no longer be necessary…but thank you for asking…”

Enid, tilted her head sideways, a questioning look plastered on her face, “But, you always wear your hair in a braid…”

Wednesday kissed her softly, sighing happily, “I said it would no longer be necessary because…once an Addams’ woman finds their mate and goes through the…ritual of letting them let our hair down…it is required to wear it down for at least the first year of their relationship…” Enid looked at her wide-eyed, curiosity filled her deep blue orbs.

“...I know it is…old fashioned and perhaps outdated but…” Wednesday trailed off, lost in thought. Enid caressed her cheek gently, prompting her to continue. “...I never thought I would go through this archaistic rite of passage and now that we are here…I would like to try…”

Wednesday looked small and soft as she said this which made Enid’s heart clutch in her chest. “I'm truly honored, Wednesday. Thank you for choosing me as your mate…” Enid’s eyes glistened with happy tears.

Wednesday reached and ran her fingers through her hair, ruffling her dark locks a bit in a teasing manner. “Te amo, cariño mio.”

Enid snorted at the childish reaction but smiled genuinely when she heard her words, “I love you too, Αγάπη μου.” They kissed, completely lost into each other…

They walked down the stairs hand in hand, smiling and laughing at their inner jokes. When they entered the dining room, her parents, brothers, and grandmama were all seated talking cheerfully amongst themselves.

“Good morning, Father, Mother, Grandmama, boys,” Wednesday announced their entrance with the greeting, everyone lifting their heads towards the source of her voice.

Morticia was the first to notice, a giant smile gracing her plump, red, lips. “Mi pequeña…” She gasped, walking towards the pair, standing right in front of both of them, gesturing her hands over Wednesday’s head, “I knew you would finally find your soulmate…”

Wednesday rolled her eyes and frowned, a slight pout adorning her lower lip. Morticia then focused her attention on Enid, “Enid dear, I couldn't be happier or prouder to have you in our family.” She shook Enid lightly by the shoulders and gave her a motherly hug. Enid was on the verge of tears but reciprocated the hug with so much love she could muster.

Gomez was next to speak, “My little scorpion, you have chosen your partner wisely…I am so proud of the woman you've become.” He pulled Wednesday into a tight hug. Enid smiled down at the father-daughter moment. Gomez broke their hug smiling at Enid, “My dear wolf, a future Addams!” he chuckled. “I always had a feeling that you would one day manage to unfreeze Wednesday’s heart and that day came…I am so happy for the both of you!” He hugged them both this time, squeezing and slightly lifting them both. Enid giggled as Wednesday scoffed.

Grandmama was next, sniffing the air around them, “My, my…the ritual has been completed…fully…” Enid looked down at her shoes, blushing bright red. Wednesday’s frown deepened. Grandmama laughed, waving her hands in the air, “There couldn't be a more compatible pair! A werewolf in our midst…again! Wednesday my brave child, I knew you'd chosen well.” She pinched her cheek, smiling wildly. “Enid!”

Enid jumped at the sudden attention, “Y…yes ma'am?”

Grandmama waved her hand dismissively, “Pfff, we’re passed formalities, call me Grandmama dear…You’re family now!” She laughed, pulling her into a bone-crushing hug.

“Can we sit down now?” Wednesday rolled her eyes as she said this.

Gomez gestured towards the table, making everyone find their seat once more. Pugsley and Pubert were the last to greet the new pair.

“I think I always knew you'd be joining us one day, Enid.” Pugsley said cheerfully, “Welcome!”

Pubert looked at her quizzically, “My sis always spoke about you…she told us how wonderful you were and that you were just like me…physically…yet I don't see it…”

It was an innocent child’s questioning, to which Enid smiled, “You mean, by my hair and style?”

Pubert nodded furiously, “Sis said you liked colors and had golden hair like me!”

Enid smiled sweetly at the innocent boy, “I…I did..once…but then I had…some grown-up problems and…went a bit…dark…” Pubert started at her just like Wednesday would and she saw their resemblance. “But, if I'm being honest, rocking this style is more of your Sis’s thing.” She winked. “I might surprise you next time I come to visit looking more like my old self…” She trailed off, Wednesday turned her head to look at her in surprise. “What?! I've been thinking about it these days…” she shrugged. Gaining a loud laugh out of all the Addams present except for one, who just smiled and placed her hand in Enid’s squeezing it in silent approval.

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Breakfast went smoothly, conversations coming and going, laughs from Enid, Pugsley, and Pubert rang through the halls of the Addams mansion. Every now and then Morticia glanced towards Wednesday, giving her a knowing smile to which at one instance she returned…

Wednesday was…happy even if she denied and hated to admit it, she felt like she had recovered her missing piece. She looked to her side at Enid as she spoke vividly to Pubert about a videogame, Mind Something, and her smile widened into a full dimpled one when she saw Pubert was beaming with joy, his voice rising an octave as he got excited. Enid, feeling her eyes, turned slowly to witness Wednesday staring back at her with so much love and that smile she only got to see in private on full display for everyone to see…

“Easy there Sis, you wouldn't want to damage your facial muscles…or your reputation…” Pugsley teased from across the table.

Felling herself caught, Wednesday’s face returned to its stoic state, frowning directly at Pugsley but just when she was about to retort, Enid flashed her fangs and growled lowly at him. All eyes were on her now, everyone going quite suddenly. Realizing what she had just done, Enid, sunk into her chair, her shoulders reaching her ears and a bright red blush flashing on her face.

“Ha! I knew this one would be a perfect addition to our family! Feisty! Love her!” Grandmama broke the silence clapping loudly, squeezing Enid’s forearm in reassurance. Everyone laughed easing back into an amicable mood and idle chatter. Their focus drifting away from them once more.

“That was…hot…” Wednesday said in a low husky voice only Enid could hear.

Enid was still feeling mortified by her anger slip. “I am soooooo sorry…”

Wednesday smirked at her and caressed the back of her hand. “Normally, I am the only one allowed to threaten Pugsley but you, cariño, have my full consent now if that is how you will react…”

Enid smiled sheepishly at her, shrugging, and then looked at Pugsley, “Sorry.” She mouthed at him to which he nodded chuckling lightly.

Pubert was frozen in place, staring at her with his big blue eyes, Enid dreading she had scared him, smiled at him softly… “Can you…can you do that again!? That was awesome!!!” He said jumping from his seat and running directly towards her, jumping in her lap and warping her in a tight hug.

Enid returned the hug, laughing lightly, “I sure can kiddo!” she ruffled his blonde locks gaining a giggle from him…

After breakfast it was time to head back to NY, they had been away for more than they expected and needed to get back to their normal activities. They said their goodbyes promising to visit the following weekend. Lurch loaded their stuff into the town car, opening the door for them to get it. Enid waved back at the family as they drove away, and Wednesday nodded goodbye as well.

The trip back went by quickly, though they didn't notice much about what was happening around them because they were preoccupied with each other’s lips… Lurch knocked at the partition window alerting them they had arrived and they both jumped at the sudden distraction.

“We are here..” Wednesday’s voice came out raspy and low.

“God, you sound so sexy…” Enid replied with a husky voice as well.

“As do you, mon loup.” Wednesday said giving her one chaste kiss.

Lurch knocked on the door this time, they both parted, fixed their messy hair as much as they could, and stepped out of the car. Lurch grunted and rolled his eyes when he saw them as if saying: not this again…

They were at Enid’s apartment building first, she had asked Wednesday to join her for a bit more before heading back to her own apartment, which she obliged to contently.

Enid walked to the front door of her building opening it for Wednesday to walk into, to which Wednesday raised an eyebrow, “What a gentlewoman.” Enid wiggled her eyebrows at her and smiled smugly, her smile slowly faded as she saw they had a visitor waiting for them in reception…

Yoko was sitting on one of the couches, legs crossed, eyes covered by her characteristic sunglasses, her nostrils flaring, her hands fisted into balls… Wednesday turned to look at the source of Enid's sudden attention and noticed Yoko.

Without them even blinking, she shot up from her seat and was standing right in front of Wednesday, the slap came faster than she had… Smacking her hard across the face. Enid stared in shock at the speed at which everything went down... 

“Yoko, what was that for!” She exclaimed. “A lot less than what I deserve I suppose…” Wednesday answered, rubbing her cheek and jaw, which was now hot to the touch. “That was only a taste of what you deserve for what you did to Enid…to all of us… How could you leave like that?! Do you know how much pain she has been through?! Do you know how I had to pick up the little pieces of her heart one by one?! The girl you ruined!” Yoko said with a shove, “That you left on the floor with a shattered soul?! You ruined her world! And probably for a stupid selfish reason!” Yoko was fuming, now poking at Wednesday’s chest with every word, slightly pushing her backward against Enid.

They were both dead silent not really knowing what to say… That is until Enid saw Wednesday reaching for her boot, she was going to pull out her knife and she knew that would escalate the situation much more… 

“Guys, please, listen… She stood between them and stuck her arms out trying to separate both her best friend and her mate. “I think we should talk…all of us… Yoko, we’ve had long conversations over the past couple of days and we’ve mended things…” Enid said in a calming voice.

Yoko scoffed, laughing… “Are you fucking kidding me right now?! Are you crazy?! After all she’s done to you, you’re telling me that you guys mended things come on, don’t be so naïve, Enid! It’s not enough… I just know she’s going to leave again just like the last time…”

Wednesday’s frown deepened, “Impossible, we are mated, bonded for life…”

Yoko’s eyes went wide, “You actually went through with it… What is wrong with you, Enid?! I thought you had learned your lesson with her! Honey, I love you and I don't want to see you go through everything she put you through again…” She said in a softer tone.

Enid eyed her, she looked hurt by Yoko’s tough love yet she knew she meant well, “It’s not like that anymore…Please, let’s go to my apartment and talk. Yoko glared at Wednesday and she glared back, lifting her head, crossing her arms over her chest, and matching her energy…

Yoko scoffed, turned, and quietly walked into the elevator with Enid and Wednesday behind her. Enid pressed the button to her apartment floor and they went up in uncomfortable silence…

Once they reached Enid’s floor, they got off and followed Enid, Yoko glaring at Wednesday with disgust and Wednesday giving her side-eye. Enid unlocked her door and led them in.

“Please, take a seat. Would you like anything to drink?” Enid asked.

“A shot…to the head would be nice right now…I can't believe I'm here with her…” Yoko answered rolling her eyes and flashing her fangs at Wednesday.

“How about a stake to the heart? That could be arraigned…” Wednesday retorted now holding the hilt of her knife in her hand.

“Wends! Put that down, now!” Enid yelled, stepping in front of her, “Please, for me… let's talk this out…” She gives her her best puppy eyes, making Wednesday lower her knife to her side and dropping it on the floor.

“Fine, as long as the vampire is civil…” She scoffed, turning to sit on the couch behind her, Enid sitting right next to her, gesturing Yoko to take the armchair in front of them. 

They sat down, the air still thick with tension, “Talk, I'm listening.” Yoko nudges in Wednesday’s direction.

Wednesday got up from where she was sitting and was about to approach Yoko when she felt a hand wrap around her wrist, “Wednesday, my love, please…” Her bright blue eyes pleading for her to be patient.

She sat back down, her jaw locked, the muscles twitching, she felt Enid’s soft lips graze her cheek, pressing a light feathered kiss, her muscles relaxed and she took a deep breath, closing her eyes in the process. “I did not leave voluntarily…” She started.

“Well, you’d better have been kidnapped or held against your will if you want me to believe you.” Yoko barked back, rolling her eyes.

“Yoko…please just listen,” Enid asked her friend, reaching out for her hand.

“Fine, I’m only doing this for you, pup.” Yoko replied taking Enid’s hand in her own.

Wednesday stared at both of them, deep down she knew Yoko was only looking out for Enid's best interest, and she appreciated her for that…though she would never say that aloud… “…I was, imprisoned in an Italian penitentiary…for 3 years…”

Yoko looked up from her sunglasses, “You what? They caught you? Color me surprised…”

Wednesday looked at her boots, “I, was trying to protect Pugsley from getting caught and I wasn’t fast enough, I fell and they caught me…jail is not as fun as I assumed…”

Yoko’s attention was now fully on Wednesday, “What were you two doing anyway?”

Wednesday looked up and gave Yoko a bone-chilling smile, “Taking back what was rightfully ours…from the Vatican Museum…”

Yoko was half impressed, half annoyed. Being a vampire, she had lived through thousands of years of history, she had seen the atrocities men would do for power, fame, and fortune.

She knew the Addams came from a long line of Mexican lineage and she knew how savage the conquistadors where they came to America… “I’m guessing something from your family?” She asked.

“You are correct, my great great grandmother’s ring to be exact…the conquistadors, cut her finger off, slit my great great grandfather’s throat in front of her, and left them to die…” Wednesday summarized swiftly, not wanting to go into details.

Yoko grimaced, shuffling in her seat, her whole body tingling with pure rage… “…A black ring with a pink diamond…” she muttered.

Both Wednesday and Enid’s heads shot up, “How…how did you know?”

Yoko’s face was paler than usual, she took off her sunglasses, her red eyes shining in the low light of the room, “I was there…”  

The room was beyond quiet, time seemed to have stopped, the girls looked at each other.

“How…is that possible?” Enid asked.

“Vampire remember.” Yoko chuckled, waving her hand dismissively.

“That would make you…” Wednesday added.

“Over 500 years old, yeah…” Yoko replied, a sad smile playing on her lips.

“So…what happened?” Enid asked timidly.

Yoko sighed, rubbing her temples with her hands, “It was 1519 when the Spanish first arrived to Mexico… I was on a Japanese merchant trading ship, I took the job as a cook because I wanted to travel and see more of the world than I already had, and mostly because it required me to stay under the dock so my eyes and skin wouldn’t be an issue. We arrived on the shores of Acapulco 3 years before the Spanish arrived… Our ship had run out of provisions and we had to stock up. The native people there welcomed us with so much hospitality and friendliness, they shared their food with us and taught us to make new dishes, we shared our culture and learned so much about each other even if we didn’t speak the same language…” Yoko smiled at the memory.

“One day, people in the village found me drinking the blood of a jaguar I had hunted and they banished me…Your family took me in…they were considered…different and lived on the outskirts of the village…they were so welcoming of me, they gave me a roof and I helped around the farm… On the day everything changed, I had gone out fishing, unfortunately, the waves got too big…I lost my way for several hours…that’s when the Conquistadores arrived…”

Yoko flared her fangs. Her hands were fisted over her jeans, “They…burned everything…everyone…women, children…elderly, they didn’t care…they were just after one thing and one thing only…treasure…which none of the people in the village posed except…”

“My family…” Wednesday said letting go of a breath of air she didn’t know she was holding.

Yoko nodded “After killing everyone they went looking for more, they found the farm and your home… Unknowing to what had happened in the village your great great grandfather being who he was welcomed them to come in a rest…they beat him and your great great grandmother, who was in the kitchen at the moment they entered the home…by the time I managed to get back…the kids were outside, trying their best to hide, I sensed there was danger so I gathered them and we hid underground in the storage rooms…I saw how they killed your grandfather…and what they did to your grandmother…I couldn’t do anything without blowing our cover so I did my best to keep the kids safe…once they got what they had come for they left…I came out to help your grandma but she wouldn’t leave your grandpa’s side…I wrapped her finger in a tight tourniquet and swore to her that I would not let this go unpunished…”

Yoko took a deep breath and continued. “I ran after them and got to them as they were about to board their ship…let's just say…no one survived…” She smiled sadly at Wednesday, “I looked for the ring everywhere but I couldn’t find it…I looked for days but found nothing… Eventually, word got around that the vessel had been abandoned there with all its treasure and Italian pirates got to it…I guess that’s how it ended up in the Vatican museum…”

Both Enid and Wednesday were shocked at the revelation and were at a loss for words.

“I vowed to protect the Addams family name ever since…that’s why it hurt so much when you did what you did to Enid… I guess I can understand the reason for it now…” Yoko stood up extending her hand towards Wednesday…

Wednesday got up and shook her hand, pulling her into an unexpected hug… “I did not know the full story…I apologize for what I put you through, it was never my intention to leave…”

“I get that now, Wends.” Yoko laughed, pulling away from the hug.

By the time Wednesday finished telling her full story, Yoko was shedding a silent tear. Whereas Enid was silently sobbing. Wednesday didn’t want their pity or for them to feel sad for her, she just wanted things to be clear amongst them and to put this all behind them.

Yoko was the first to break the silence once more, “I…I think I know why you’re having these…blackouts…I have seen them first hand before, they’re really not detectable by modern science but they’re somewhat neurological and spiritual…”

Wednesday’s interest peeked at this new information, “Do tell.”

Yoko smiled, “It’s some form of temporal paralysis…it’s due to high levels of stress, your mind is trying to flush out the negative memories and it shuts off your body…”

“So, it's like her mind is trying to reboot itself but in doing so her body stops responding?” Enid asked with concern.

“Precisely, it’s like one of her visions but she goes blank instead of seeing anything and her body doesn’t recover as fast as it does after a vision.” Yoko replied.

Wednesday had been sitting quietly, listening to what Yoko was explaining, “And…how do I make them stop?”

“They’ll go away eventually, as long as your stress levels are low.” Yoko smiled.

“That is not very reassuring…” Wednesday frowned.

“Nah, I have a feeling that with Enid by your side, things will get easier for both of you…it was hard seeing you two apart, knowing how you both felt for each other…” Yoko snickered.  

Enid was happy to have her best friend and her mate back in her life, she smiled quietly at them talking, wondering how things would now be better. “I also have to apologize for shutting you out like that Yoks…I was selfish and horrible to all of you…I’m very sorry.” Enid looked at Yoko with pleading eyes.

Yoko sighed, “It was a shitty move…but I somehow understood, I know how painful it is to keep a werewolf away from their intended mate…it can even make you go mad…”

Enid flashed Yoko a nostalgic smile, “It did feel that way at times…I felt like I was losing a part of me and I could do nothing about it.” Wednesday squeezed Enid’s hand, trying to comfort her mate.

Yoko looked at both their hands and grinned, “So! Nyx! I heard that’s what you’re called these days.” She said with a chuckle.

Enid buried her face in her hands, “I was young when I chose it, also the hair…I didn’t want them to find me that easily, yet they're on their way here as we speak…”

“Ah, the whole Sinclair feud…they are finally coming to collect…” Yoko’s tone was once again serious.

“Her brother paid us a visit the other day…it was not pretty. He lived only to send a message out to his family. Enid is not alone and she will decide how to live her life as she pleases.” Wednesday’s eyes narrowed, her hands fisting over her thighs.

“I see. Do you guys have a plan? Do you have any idea when they’ll be here?” Yoko said tensely.

“They should be here any day now. Since it’s an old tradition it takes some time to prepare, but I expect them to show up soon…” Enid replied, biting at her lower lip, “I don’t want to take part in that barbaric ritual or even lead the Sinclair pack. I was just fine as a lone wolf and now as part of my own little pack with Wednesday.”

“I’m sure the pups will come along soon too!” Yoko laughed making Enid blush profusely.

Wednesday frowned, she had never thought about having children, she never thought she’d have to nor did she know if she’d even want children one day but now with Enid back at her side…she could only imagine, what if… “Let’s handle the current Sinclair problem first…” She announced.

“Yeah, mmm they’re expected to arrive and my mother, being the current alpha in the pack has to present an heir, that was originally Connor but me having wolfed out under a blood moon changed the whole story, I am the youngest yet the strongest alpha in the pack according to tradition…” Wednesday looked at Enid in awe, she was proud of who Enid had grown into and become. She would do anything to protect her from her horrible family. “And since there can’t be two alphas in a family pack, one must go…” Enid finished.

“I’m guessing by that you don’t mean that they must leave the pack but die?” Yoko asked, already knowing the answer.

“That’s right, one must die…or…renounce to the Sinclair name…either by taking on your mate’s or by leaving the pack as a lone wolf with the risk of being attacked by them either way…” Enid said with a grimace.

“And we don’t want you running from them for the rest of your life, got it.” Yoko pondered.

“Enid, you say you have to renounce your family name…does that mean…” Wednesday started to question.

“…Yes, I could take on your family name…but there’s a catch…it can only be another wolf family and it has to be approved by my parents…and they’re homophobic, they would never agree to us…” Enid replied, worry written all over her face.

Wednesday glared daggers at the wall, “I may not have a wolf family name but the Addams’ name holds great respect amongst the Outcast community. We are not a family to mess with and can be just as vicious as any wolf pack.”

“You got that right! Enid, the Addams’ are an old, powerful family who no one dares to mess with. They are respected and feared even. No offense.” Yoko said looking towards Wednesday. “I doubt they would refuse if not voluntarily then out of fear…I’m sure Wednesday would come up with something.” Yoko reassured.

“I already have several ideas flowing…I even brought all my silver weapons from home…” Wednesday nodded stoically.

“You brought silver with us in the car!? What if something happened? I could’ve died!” Enid yelled in shock.

“Nothing was going to happen, Enid. I would never allow it, my love.” Wednesday kissed her hand softly, rubbing circles on her palm.

Yoko stared at them with a grossed-out expression, “Aggg get a room! You two are going to be even more insufferable than when you were at Nevermore, aren’t you?”

“About that…I think we’d be better staying at Wednesday’s apartment…you can stay here if you like.” Enid said with a giggle.

“Oh, that’s for sure! I don’t want to hear what you two will be doing later tonight…” Yoko laughed, hitting Enid on the shoulder playfully. Wednesday rolled her eyes but chuckled under her breath. 

Enid ordered them some dinner which they ate while watching a movie just like their days at Nevermore. Enid and Yoko went on like nothing had ever happened, no time had passed between them. They talked about how their lives had been going. Enid told Yoko all about her change into Nyx, how she was studying, and had a band that she’d love for her to meet. Yoko told her about her trips around the world with Divina, whom she was still dating, and how they were planning on getting married one day once Div finished her studies. Wednesday listened happily to her girlfriend and her…friend talking about trivial things about their lives and she felt…happy for them to reconnect.

Eventually, it got a bit late, they had to get back to their lives the next day as well. Enid had promised Rae she’d cover all the shifts that week to make up for the missed days and Wednesday was expected to start her classes at Julliard the following week too.

Life had to continue whether they wanted it to or not and their new relationship just had to be incorporated into it. They said their goodbyes to Yoko and walked over to Wednesday’s apartment. When they walked in they saw a bouquet of black Delilahs on the kitchen island.

“Wow…Who’s that from?” Enid asked, a hint of jealousy in her voice.

Wednesday rolled her eyes as she went for the card. “My PR manager…Hope you’re feeling better, Storm. Enjoy your time off and don’t take too long.”

Enid stared at her, “I knew it!” She laughed, wrapping her arms around Wednesday from behind and kissing her cheek softly, “I’m so proud of you, Αγάπη μου. I’m happy you got your books published.”

Wednesday melted into her touch, “I was not trying to hide, I just prefer my privacy, you know. Also, I knew it would be pretty obvious to those who knew me…from before…”

“I knew since I held your first book in my hand…” Enid held her closer to her body, kissing the shell of her ear.

Wednesday shivered, “You…you have my book?”

Enid giggled, “Both of them silly, of course, I do! They were the only thing connecting me to you…” She turned Wednesday to face her, holding her by the waist.

“I am…truly sorry, Enid.” Wednesday said tucking her head down.

Enid smiled softly at her, brushing her bangs away from her eyes, “It’s all in the past, Αγάπη μου. You are my future from now on and I’m happy to have you again.”

Wednesday smiled up at her, her lips parting slightly, “I miss the warmth of your lips…”

They met halfway, their lips brushing against each other’s, the warmth of their breaths lingering. Enid licked Wednesday’s lips slowly, savoring her glossy lip balm. “I’ve been wanting to kiss you since we got back.”

“What are you waiting for, mi vida?” Wednesday husked back.

Enid lifted Wednesday from her legs, sitting her on the kitchen island, pushing her hair behind her and kissing her neck, sucking on her pulse point…

“E…kitchen? Really?” Wednesday panted.

“Shh…just a little bit…” Enid responded between kisses.

Wednesday threw her head back, her wavy hair flowing behind her, enjoying the moment. Enid moved from her neck to her jaw, landing ultimately on her lips…their kiss was sloppy, desperate, wanting, needing…

Enid’s tongue slid in Wednesday’s mouth, making her moan lightly, turning Enid’s mind into mush, she sighed. “Where’s…your… bedroom…” She asked panting.

Wednesday pointed behind Enid, her lips never leaving her mate’s. She wrapped her arms under her to lift her off the counter. Wednesday wrapped her arms around her neck and her legs around her waist, allowing Enid to carry them toward her room… They never broke the kiss, nor their connection…

Later into the night, Yoko was facetiming Divina when she heard a loud howl coming from down the street. She laughed, “She Div, I told you these two wouldn’t let me sleep…and they're not even here!” Divina’s laugh could be heard over the call, “Heck I’m all across the country and even I can hear them!” They both laughed promising to tease both of them about it the next day.   

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The following day, Wednesday and Enid woke up to the sound of Enid’s alarm. She had set it the night before, not being able to miss another day of university or work. 

Their naked bodies were intertwined in a comfortable position. Enid was holding Wednesday protectively in her arms while Wednesday was cradled into her, her face buried in the crook of her wolf’s neck. 

“Mmm..as much as I enjoy torture. Do you mind turning that wretched thing off?” Wednesday whined, digging her face deeper into Enid’s neck causing her to giggle. 

“I’m sorryyyyy…” She said with a yawn as she stretched her arm over Wednesday to retrieve her phone from the nightstand, finally turning the alarm off. “Do we have to get up?” She asked Wednesday, peppering kisses on her temple, head, and forehead. 

“Unfortunately, we do…I have never been one to be lazy but…your body is just so welcoming, cariño mio.” Wednesday replied, kissing Enid’s neck softly.

“Mmm…if you keep doing that…there’s no way we’re leaving this apartment…” Enid sighed contently, closing her eyes and enjoying her partner’s musings. She managed to flip themselves over and Wednesday was now laying on top of Enid, kissing down her collarbone and jawline. 

“Wends…” Enid moaned, parting her lips, allowing Wednesday access to kiss her freely. She slid her arms around Wednesday’s waist, hugging her tightly as she deepened the kiss.

They were rudely interrupted by Enid’s phone ringing obnoxiously next to her ear, causing Enid to bite down on Wednesday’s lip harder than intended. 

“Fuck…” Wednesday moaned. 

“Fuck, cara mia…” Enid licked her lower lip to alleviate the bite she had just given her. As her phone kept ringing… She turned her head to look at her now hated phone… “Yoko…” She said in a low husky voice.

Wednesday froze and lifted herself on her elbows, glaring at Enid harshly,  “You did not just moan out the vampire’s name…” 

Enid went pale, “That’s not…NO! Mon amour, no! She’s…she’s the one calling…” She pushed her phone in front of Wednesday’s face to show her.

Wednesday took the phone and answered, “What?!” She barked into the phone, angry for being interrupted. 

“Well good morning to you too, Wednesday,” Yoko replied with a light-hearted tone.

“I am not in the mood for jokes right now, bloodsucker. What is it that you so desperately need?” She snapped back.

“Not in the mood for that but for other things…” Yoko teased gaining a scoff from Wednesday. “Can you get off or…out of my friend and hurry? I want Enid to show me around and meet her new friends…”

Wednesday glared at the phone and passed it to Enid as she slid off her… Enid smiled at her sweetly, taking the phone from her, caressing her hand in the process, causing Wednesday’s anger to simmer. “Hey Yoks! What’s up?” 

“I don't know…you tell me! Are you done fucking Stabby over there? It’s late.” Yoko teased her mercilessly, Enid’s blush was very evident. 

Wednesday stared at her from the side of the bed, admiring her girlfriend’s perfectly chiseled body. 

“We’ll be right there, give us…an hour…” Enid said, looking into Wednesday’s eyes, pulling her hand towards her lips, placing a firm kiss on the back of her hand.

“Fine…just make sure to shower after all the sex you two have been having…” Yoko laughed.

“Bitch…” Enid laughed back, hanging up, throwing her phone on the bed, and stretching freely.

“My love, we have to go…”

Wednesday frowned, an imperceptible pout settled on her face, “I supposed you are right. Let us shower then.” She got up wrapped in her black silk sheet.

Enid stared, “There’s no point in covering up you know…there’s not a single part of your body I haven't seen already…” She smirked slyly.

Wednesday turned her head to look back at her, raising an eyebrow. “So be it…” She let the sheet slowly slide off her body and walked to the bathroom with a sway in her hips.

Enid’s jaw dropped…she had seen Wednesday in many ways but this…this…sexy vixen Wednesday…was something completely new… She couldn't stop staring at her girlfriend’s perfectly rounded butt and wanted nothing more than to drag her back to bed…

Wednesday poked her head out of the bathroom, smirking fully, “Coming?” 

“Fuck…Wends…” Enid shot up from the bed and ran towards the bathroom, closing the door behind them…

By the time they got to Enid’s apartment, two full hours had gone by… 

“It’s about time you two decided to show up! Jeez! You’re worse than bunnies!” Yoko said, waving them in with a sense of faux annoyance. 

“Sorry,” Enid replied sheepishly. “Lost track of time…” 

Yoko snickered, “I bet that's not all you lost… And what’s with the new hairstyle, Stabby? It’s weird seeing you without your braids of hell.” 

A low rumbling growl came from Enid’s chest, her fangs were bare and her eyes flashing a dangerous red tone…

“Hmm, Enid?” Yoko questioned with concern.

Wednesday glared at Yoko, “Just…get your stuff, we must part.”  She turned to Enid, looking at her with the softest eyes she could muster, “Cariño, as hot as I find you in this feral state, we really must get going. Are you feeling ok?”

Enid looked down at her mate and blinked slowly, her shallow breathing slowly becoming deeper and more normalized. She shook her head slightly and cleared her throat. “I…I almost lost control…I…my wolf can't stand when someone offends you…”

Wednesday caressed her cheek, placing a chaste kiss on her lips, “Mi vida, no one has offended me. Yoko just… doesn't know about our…traditions. She held her head with her hands for a moment, looking deeply into her beautiful blue eyes.

Enid leaned in kissing her with so much love and tenderness. She broke away when she felt something poke her back. 

“Are we leaving any time soon or are you guys going to keep making me sick?” Yoko stated a bit more cautiously.

Enid shook her head and laughed, “Sorry Yoks, I didn’t mean to growl at you.”

“That’s ok, I should know better than to tease a Werewolf’s mate.” Yoko smiled back. “Now, lead the way, Stabby!”

Wednesday’s hand clutched her knife under her sleeve. “If you keep calling me that, I shall give you a reason to.” She said through tight teeth.

Enid laughed, “Come on you guys! I'm starving!” 

“Of course you are! You’ve been under A LOT of physical activity lately!” Yoko giggled, passing next to Enid on her way out, which Enid took advantage of and slapped her shoulder playfully.

“Ouch! Hey! It’s not like it’s a lie! I’ve heard you howl out Wednesday’s name more times than I'd like to admit.” Enid blushed hard. Wednesday chuckled. “And you don't stay behind! For an inexpressive tiny human, you’re a thunderous one.” It was Wednesday’s turn to blush, although she managed to control it effectively. 

They walked in light chatter, Wednesday lagging slightly behind, trying not to overload her senses. Once they got to the cafe, Pete greeted them with a cheery tone. 

“My favorite customers are back! Hey Nyx! Wednesday! And…” He trailed off, looking at Yoko curiously.

Yoko gave him a toothy grin, flashing her fangs and looking at him from over her sunglasses. “Yoko Tanaka, vampire queen of the night, at your service.” She bowed her head playfully, “And you are?”

Pete’s eyes were wide with curiosity. He knew Enid was a werewolf and he thought Wednesday could be a vampire but wasn’t sure, so he ultimately settled for witch…yet he, being a normie, had never met a vampire and was now ecstatic. “Oh my God, a vampire!” He ran towards them and shook her hand, “I'm Pete, a normie, but sooooo excited to meet your acquaintance.” He flashed her a full smile.

“You could’ve fooled me…you sure you're not part werewolf? You certainly have the energy to match E…Nyx’s.” Yoko laughed, shaking his head.

After the brief introductions, they ordered their food and sat in Wednesday’s booth. 

“So, Stabby. The hair…it’s the old Addams’ tradition, isn’t it? Yoko asked genuinely.

Wednesday stared up at her from the rim of her cup. Lifting an eyebrow in question.

“I didn't think it was still a thing these days… I’m glad you went through it with Enid.” Yoko gave her a toothy smile of appreciation.

Enid looked between her and her mate, smiling softly. “I can't believe I have to go back to go back to my old routine again…” She sighed. “It hasn't been long yet I don't want to be away from you…” She took Wednesday’s hand in hers, kissing her knuckles tenderly.

“It shall be…a hard task but we must learn to adapt to our new…lifestyle…” Wednesday replied, looking deep into Enid’s eyes.

“Hmm. Guys? I'm still here you know?” Yoko chirped, waving her hand in front of the pair to get their attention.

Enid turned to look at her with dreamy eyes, “Yoks, I have a busy schedule ahead. Are you sure you want to hang out with me all day?”

“Pff are you kidding? We have so much to catch up on!” Yoko laughed.

Wednesday finished her breakfast in silence, organizing her thoughts as the girls caught up on the latest gossip. First, she had to go to Julliard to pick up her class schedule and material list for the start of the term, which was the following week, then she had to contact her lawyer to set everything up with the Youth Center. After that, she had to speak with her parents on a private matter, so in a way, she was glad Enid would be busy with Yoko for a couple of hours. Finally, she had to go to work, she had also promised Rae to work extra shifts to catch up with the ones she had missed.

As they all finished breakfast, they said their goodbyes and went in separate directions. 

“Yoks, first thing’s first, meet my boy Knox!” Enid waved her best jazz hands towards her trusty car. 

Yoko rolled her eyes, “You named your car?” 

“Of course I did! What kind of person do you take me for.” Enid replied, placing her hand over her chest and laughing.

“Just get in and drive looser.” Yoko chuckled, as she hopped into the passenger’s seat and then drove off.

They arrived at NYU a little later than expected due to traffic but managed to slide into Enid’s first class unnoticed. 

“OMG, she dares to grace us with her presence after ghosting us for a while,” Alex whispered.

“Hey, Al.” Enid side-eyed. “And I didn't ghost you all…I was just…busy…”

“Busy?” Alex retorted. “Anyways, who’s the hot chick next to you?” 

“Name’s Yoko,” Yoko said poking her head behind Enid’s and smiling.

Ellie sniffed behind her, “Vampire… I didn’t know you had it in you Nyx.” She laughed, high-fiving Chris.

“Told you she had a thing for goth chicks.” Chris snickered.

Alex snorted, staring at her friend up and down. “That’s not your…”

“No…” Ellie sniffed the air around her, “That's not her mate…You…Nyx you found her!?” 

Chris’s mouth fell open, Ellie looked at her in disbelief and Alex gave her a soft smile and knowing nod.

“She came around, didn’t she?” Alex questioned innocently.

“She’s not the only one who…came…” Yoko added teasingly.

The whole group laughed loudly, gaining themselves several looks from the students around them and a harsher look from the teacher. 

“I like this one,” Chris said pointing her thumb at Yoko.

… 

Wednesday was enjoying her walk towards Julliard, her headphones were on and no one seemed to pay her attention, which favored her.

When she arrived, she asked for the admissions office.

“Dreadful morning, my name is Wednesday Addams. I am here to pick up the schedule and material list.” She told the lady at the counter.

“Ah Miss Addams, we’ve been expecting you.” She said with a polite smile. “Here is what you require. Please let us know if you need us to facilitate you with an instrument. We have a nice monthly payment option available if it is more comfortable for you.”

Wednesday glared, “That shall not be necessary, as I have my own cello. I… appreciate the offer.” She answered dryly, walking away from the counter to review her schedule and rooms.

She walked around checking each one she would be attending when a familiar, voice questioned her name.

“Wednesday? Wednesday Addams? Is that really you?” The young man’s voice rang through the hall.

Wednesday squinted her eyes, she knew that face, but she just couldn’t put her finger on where she knew him from…until…

“It’s me Joel Glicker, from camp Chippewa.” He replied.

Wednesday looked at him puzzled, it had been years since she had gone to that horrible camp. Yet Joel still looked very much like a young Gomez Addams, mustache and style.

“It’s great to see you again, Wednesday.” He nodded, smiling at her in a friendly way.

“Joel…it has been…so long. How…are you a student here?” She questioned, not really knowing what to say.

“I am, yes. I'm preparing to be an Orchestral Conductor.” Joel replied.

“Fascinating, indeed,” Wednesday said with a hint of annoyance in her tone, still uncomfortable with the encounter.

“How about you Wednesday? What have you been up to all these years?” He questioned curiously.

“I went to an all-outcast school after castrating a classmate at my old school, made new acquaintances and…soulmate, left school, published my first novel, got arrested, was imprisoned for 3 years, published my second novel while in prison, got out, rekindled my relationship with said soulmate and now I am here to earn my Master’s Degree.”  She said in one go, already growing tired of the conversation.

“Ah… that's… quite a lot. You've always been a…very hands-on kind of woman…” Joel grimaced. 

“I suppose so… Listen, I really must be on my way,” Wednesday said excusing herself in the politest way she could muster.

“Right…Uh, well, see you around then Wednesday.” Joel went in for a hug, Wednesday went stiff until he felt something pointy at his ribs.

“Let me go or I shall push this knife so deep into your lungs your asthma will be child's play…” She said through gritted teeth.

Joel smiled, “You haven't changed Wednesday. I’m happy to see you.” He pulled away with his hands raised. “He who has your heart is a very lucky man.”

Wednesday frowned, “She…”

Joel’s eyes went wide with surprise, “Oh, sorry. She is a very lucky woman, then.”

“Oh, but I am the lucky one to have her in my life, as she is my everything,” Wednesday said with passion, love glowing in her eyes.

Joel gave her a soft smile, “I’m happy for you, Wednesday, really. Hope you bring her around campus one day. I'd love to meet her.” And with that, he turned and left.

Wednesday stood there, still taken slightly aback by the strange encounter.

The afternoon came around quickly, Wednesday was back at her apartment making phone calls here and there. She had to get things in order with the Youth Center and the community service center. Which seemed to be even more hectic than she originally thought.

She eventually managed to get her Lawyers, Publicist, and Real Estate agent to agree and finalize the deal with the city… She had bought the Youth Center and all its surrounding land… She had ideas for it and with Enid’s help, she knew they could give those kids a better quality of life.

…

Enid was having the time of her life now that her mate and best friend were back in the picture. She seemed happy again, slowly turning back to her old self. 

“It’s good to see you smile for a change, Nyx.” Alex said in a low voice, while the others played around with their instruments.

Enid sighed contently, “My heart is whole again, Al. My wolf has its mate back and everything is seemingly getting better.”

Alex looked at her with curiosity, “Yet… there's something at the back of your mind…”

“Al…please don’t,” Enid warned.

“Sorry! I can't help it…” Alex apologized sheepishly.

Enid sighed once more, “But you're right…there is one major thing I have to handle before…I can be fully free…” She extended her arm out for Alex to touch.

“Are you sure about this, Nyx?” She said asking for consent.

“I’m going to need all the help I can get…I hope you know…I'd appreciate you guys there by my side…” She slid closer to Alex, grabbing her hand and placing it over her arm.

Alex’s eyes went blank…Enid let her see everything that had happened in her life and what was coming…

Once their classes were over, Enid and Yoko headed back to Enid’s apartment. Yoko was animatedly gushing over Enid’s friends. Enid rejoiced at how Yoko fitted into her group with ease. 

She then went quiet and after a moment of pondering, she said. “Hey Yoks…I was thinking…how about I get my hair back?”

Yoko beamed at the idea. They made a stop at an outcast hair salon. Which worked 10 times faster than the average Normie ones.

It took one spell and potion to get the hair dye off Enid’s hair, returning her to her blonde locks. She still had the hair half buzzed and parted to the side but she now looked more like herself than before darkness took over. 

“Can I have the buzzed side colored a soft pink and the tips of the longer side light blue, as well?” Enid asked the hairdresser.

Yoko gave her a thumbs up. She was happy that her friend was now, glowing in her own light once more.

“How do I look?” Enid questioned nervously.

“Like Harley Quinn.” Yoko joked.

Enid rolled her eyes at her playfully. Walking up the steps to Wednesday’s apartment.

Wednesday, who had been writing the remainder of the day, heard a knock on her door and got up, knowing it was Enid.

She opened the door and was taken aback by Enid’s golden locks… She gasped for air and floundered.

“E…My…you…” She stuttered.

Enid smiled, clashing her body straight into Wendeday’s, wrapping her arms around her tightly. 

“I’ve missed you, cara mia,” Enid whispered into the crook of Wendnesdy’s neck. Taking in her mate's scent in comfort.

“As have I, my dear. My day has been utterly dreadful without you. Wednesday said, melting into Enid’s embrace.

Suddenly Enid stiffened, “You…smell like someone else…” She pushed Wednesday at arm's length and studied her face.

Wednesday went slightly pale, “I…ran into an old acquaintance at Julliard… He…hugged me and I pulled my knife on him and he backed off…”

Sensing she had startled her mate, Enid’s eyes softened, “Cara Mia, I didn't mean to startle you…I was just…”

“Being a possessive little pup!” Yoko said, smacking Enid’s shoulder. “Stabby can have friends too you know.” She added, walking into the room and sitting on the couch.

Wednesday realized Enid had been jealous, “I do not have eyes for anyone else other than you my love. Do not fear, for I shall live and die for you.” She kissed her temple sealing her words.

“You two are the worst…” Yoko groaned, “Also, don't you have work to attend to?”

“Shit! Yoko’s right! We have to get going, I don't wanna fail Rae again.” Enid stated in a panic.

Wednesday nodded, as they both went to get ready for their night at the bar.

…

They arrived at the bar slightly past their clock-in. They walked in through the front doors, Yoko, Alex, Ellie, and Chirs coming in behind them. It seemed to be a slow evening.

“Alright guys, I have to head to the back and start pouring some drinks.” Enid waved at them as she left for the bar, sending a kiss toward Wednesday who blushed slightly.

Yoko smirked, “She’s got you wrapped right around her little finger, Stabby.” She leaned on her shoulders and giggled. 

Wednesday glared daggers at her from under her arm, “Stop calling me that…” She said between gritted teeth, shaking Yoko off her, making her way towards the stage.

“Nyx is…a really brave girl to be with that one…” Alex huffed. “So, how are you liking the Big Apple so far?”

“Meh, I preferred how it looked before…in the 1800’s.” Yoko shrugged making the whole group bust out laughing. 

“First round’s on me!” Chris offered, walking towards the bar.

Wednesday was on stage setting up her cello. The show was pretty easy that night. First, she’d play for around an hour then Alex’s band would take over. She thought this arrangement was ideal because it would let her see Enid play as well.

Her selection of songs for the evening were cello versions of rock songs mixed in with some slow romantic ones. She played with passion, her fingers dancing delicately over the strings of her beloved cello. 

Every now and then she would look at Enid from the stage and play her a song without breaking eye contact, during which Enid would get nervous and almost drop the cups she was holding. 

Rae had been observing the whole encounter from a corner of the bar. Her eyes glanced from Wednesday to Enid and back. She seemed to be pondering something but no one had noticed until Enid felt her gaze… She swiftly turned and caught her eye, to which Rae just smiled and raised her glass at her mouthing a cheer. 

“That’s odd.” Enid thought. 

She decided to focus on her job since she didn't want any trouble. Yet Wednesday had noticed too. She shifted her eyes towards Rae who tilted her head and smiled at her. Wednesday felt…something strange but she didn't know what it could be. She had never gotten a bad feeling about Rae yet something was definitely off.

When she finished her set, Rae went on stage to congratulate her and introduce Alex’s band, The Night Howlers. Alex, Ellie, Chris, and Enid walked on stage to set up their instruments. As Enid was passing by and Wednesday was about to leave, she reached for her hand and gave it a reassuring squeeze. Enid smiled at her and Wednesday lifted her hand to her lips, placing one long kiss on the back of her hand. 

“Enjoy the show, mon loup.” She whispered, only for Enid to hear as she walked off the stage.

Rae, who was still standing near the edge of the stage, saw the exchange and smiled…

Wednesday left her cello near her locker and ran back out to watch Enid play. Her body buzzing with a sense of something new. The first song on their set list was a punk/rock song she had never heard before but Yoko seemed to recognize.

“That’s Just a girl!” Yoko yelled at Wednesday to which she flinched. “They’re really good!” 

Wednesday nodded, frowning slightly. The music was louder than she expected, overflowing her senses a bit. 

After a couple of songs played, the crowd started getting rowdier, making Wednesday sway with the crowd. She knew the show was about to come to an end and she did her best to endure for Enid. She scowled at a couple of people near her, flashing one of her knives, making them back off quickly. She was pulled from her current actions by the voice of her mate coming from the stage.

“Don't speak, no, don't try. It's been a secret for the longest time. Don't run, no, don't hide. Been running from it for the longest time” Enid sang into the mic, her voice low and husky.

The whole room went silent, everything stopped moving, all her focus was set on Enid and Enid alone.

“So many mornings, I woke up confused. In my dreams, I do anything I want to you. My emotions are naked, they're taking me out of my mind.” Enid was looking straight at Wednesday as she sang every word of a song she didn't know but was now fully enjoying.

“Right now, I'm shameless. Screamin' my lungs out for ya. Not afraid to face it. I need you more than I want to. Need you more than I want to. Show me you're shameless. Write it on my neck, why don't ya?. And I won't erase it. I need you more than I want to. Need you more than I want to.” Enid mimicked that last line dragging her thumb down her neck, flashing a bit of fangs as she did so. 

Wednesday was done for…her heart beating in her ears. She wanted nothing more than to take her mate right then and there…

“So we're there, now it's real. Now that you have me, do you want me still? My kisses are history, they go back a long time, uh. And I'm tired of loving somebody that's not mine, no.” Enid’s voice felt raw, raspy, and hot. Wednesday didn't know what to do with herself, she was caught in Enid’s trap and was a willing victim.

“So many mornings I woke up confused. In my dreams, I do anything I want to you. My emotions are naked, they're taking me out of my mind. Right now, I'm shameless, screamin' my lungs out for ya. Not afraid to face it. I need you more than I want to. Need you more than I want to. Show me you're shameless. Write it on my neck, why don't ya? And I won't erase it. I need you more than I want to. Need you more than I want to.” 

Enid was now crouched down, caressing her face. Somehow Wednday had made her way to the front of the crowd and now had her face in Enid’s hands as she sang right at her.

“There's just inches in between us. I want you to give in, I want you to give in, oh. There is tension in between us. I just wanna give in and I don't care if I'm forgiven. Right now, I'm shameless screamin' my lungs out for ya. Not afraid to face it. I need you more than I want to. Need you more than I want to. Show me you're shameless. Write it on my neck, why don't ya? And I won't erase it. I need you more than I want to. I need you more than I want to…” Enid huffed out the last parts of the song. 

Wednesday couldn't take it anymore and closed the space between them, kissing Enid deeply, desperately… shamelessly… Gaining several cheers and hoots from the crowd.

“Now, now, kids! Keep it down! Give it up for The Night Howlers!” Rae’s voice boomed through the bar. Chitchater settling once more. 

Wednesday opened her eyes, pressing her forehead against Enid’s. “Let’s…get out of here…” She moaned softly.

Enid smirked and whispered in her ear, “I can't wait to make you mine again.”

Someone cleared their throat behind them breaking their little moment. They both looked at the source of their interruption. Rae gave them a full smile, “Huh, finally! I've been meaning to talk to both of ya for some time now! Please, join me in my office will ya?” 

They gave each other a confused look, Enid jumped off the stage, nodding towards her friends who were putting things away, and walked behind Rae into her office. Once they arrived, she let them in and shut the door behind her.

They stood there awkwardly as Rae sat in her chair in front of them. “Well, don't you just stand there, sit.”

Enid sat immediately while Wednesday glared, “What is this all about, Rae?”

Rae looked up at her from under her glasses, “It has everything to do with you two, kiddo… You have no idea how long I've waited for both of you to get your ducks in a row…” She chuckled, leaving Enid and Wednesday dumbfounded.

“What are you talking about, Rae?” Enid questioned. 

“Let's just say, nothing happens by chance Pup.” She pulled out a necklace from under her shirt. “Do you know what this is?”

Enid’s eyes opened like saucers, “That's an… that's…”

“An Elder’s charm…” Wednesday completed Enid’s half-finished sentence with awe.

“You're an…an..” Enid still couldn't form a coherent thought.

“I’m an Elder Wolf, Enid. Yes. I was actually sent here to protect you…both…” Rae said in a serious tone.

“What? Protect us from what?” Wednesday asked, anger bubbling under her skin.

“Like I said, everything happens for a reason, now are you willing to listen, because this is going to be a long ride…” Rae replied with a golden glint in her green eyes.

Chapter Text

Wednesday got out of the chair she was in pulling out her knife in the process, “I am in no mood to joke!” She pointed the knife at Rae. “You have been giving us strange looks all night long and now whatever this is!” 

Enid got up and slowly wrapped her hand around her elbow, pulling her down gently, “Wends, babe, maybe we should hear what she has to say before we stab her?” She whispered in Wednesday’s ear.

Rae chuckled, not even flinching at Wednesday’s threats. “Right…so, as I was about to say. Remember when I hired you Nyx…or should I say, Enid…”

Enid looked at her perplexed. She had never given her her real name and she was very careful at hiding her identity. So, this slightly bothered her… “I was…it was my first weekend in New York and I was walking around the neighborhood…”

”Where did we meet for the first time?” Rae asked, prompting Enid for the answer.

”At Pete’s cafe…you were there with a man…you looked at me, smiled and gave me a nod. I thought it was a bit odd yet nodded back…” Enid replied, frowning at the memory.

”That’s right, and then the next time we ran into each other again?” Rae pressed.

”I was walking around the neighborhood and I came into the bar, looking for a…calm night out…” Enid said in a whisper.

”And then what happened?” Rae smiled.

”You came up to my table and offered me a drink on the house…” Enid said perplexed. 

“How is any of this relevant to why we are here in this office at present?” Wednesday huffed, her hands tightly holding onto the chair’s armrests.

”Go on Enid.” Rae waved her hand encouraging her to continue.

”After I had a couple…several drinks…I was a bit…out of it, you came and gave me water…You sat with me and asked me what was wrong…I don’t remember much of what I told you but I do remember that night I left this bar with a job and a number…” Enid finished.

”Right, see…I wasn’t allowed to openly engage with you but…since you came here first, the whole game changed… I was able to move around you without issue because you were in my territory.” Rae nodded. 

“See, I am part of the Elder Wolf Clan and when I learned about your…the importance you held to the community, I personally volunteered to watch over you and do my best to guide you without actually telling you since I couldn’t speak to you about it directly.

Enid blinked slowly, taking everything in. “I…have so many questions…”

Rae smiled at her sweetly, “Enid, dear.” She paused, reaching out for Enid’s hand, “Your union is beyond important for the community, for all current and future clans to come…”

Wednesday stared down at Rae and Enid’s hands, she seemed to be deep in thought, “You still have not told us what that means. Will you get to it or do I have to get it out of you while I pull out your teeth?” 

Rae moved her eyes to look at Wednesday and chuckled, “Wednesday, for someone as smart and talented as you, I thought you’d find this whole ordeal suspicious since day one…I mean, honey. Who reads let alone posts a job ad in the newspaper these days? I thought you’d be harder to persuade than Enid! No offense, sweetie.”

Enid let go of Rae’s hand as if she had touched silver, “You set us up this whole time?” Her eyes flashed a dangerous tone. “After all I’ve been through…I trusted you, Rae!” 

“Now, now, no need to get upset. I never set you up…not in the way you’re thinking anyway…” Rae said calmly.

”What’s your goal here?” Wednesday asked, her patience running dangerously thin.

”You read the paper, you were meant to see the ad requesting a cello player for the bar…you see Wednesday, this was a plan set in motion long before you were even born. You needed to be here when you were. You needed to fix things with Enid. All this was set in stone…” Rae replied, pulling out a large book from her desk drawer. “Around 50 years ago a prophecy was made by the Moon Goddess Selene herself. See, as Enid may know, by Wolf Clan rules, a werewolf may not associate or mate outside of their species. This archaic rule has kept us from finding true love for centuries and when the prophecy came… let's just say some wolves didn’t take it so lightly and were determined to keep it from coming true.”

”Let me guess, the Sinclairs were one of those families…” Wednesday asked bitterly, looking at Enid from the side of her eye.

”Yes, amongst others but yes. See, the Sinclairs are one of the oldest werewolf families in the world. They originated in Ancient Greece thousands of years ago, their clan is vast and spreads around many, if not most countries in the world.” Rae replied seriously.

Enid grimaced, “What does any of this have to do with us?”

”It has everything to do with you! Both of you… The prophecy states: A daughter of Selene and a daughter of Adam would come together to bring balance and peace to the clans. At first, we thought it meant a werewolf and a human, so we waited and observed all the possible pairs that could fit that combination yet they all ended up…being hunted down and disposed of… Until, you were born…a blood moon wolf who couldn’t shift until her mate was in a life-threatening situation…and you, an Addams who refused love at all costs and unbeknownst to her, her family’s love curse set sail the moment she laid eyes on her mate…” Rae smiled softly at both of them, “We had it all wrong…it had been a very specific prophecy: A daughter of Selene and a daughter of Addams…” She slid the book in their direction so they could see what lay on the pages it was open on.

Enid’s eyes went wide when she saw the Sinclair family tree on the old brownish paper, “Selene…” 

Wednesday scanned through the names of each member of the Sinclair clan until the very top of the page, “Selene…” she repeated, lifting her head to look straight into Enid’s eyes.

”That’s right Enid, you are a direct decedent from the moon Goddess herself…She brought life to her daughter and she to her daughter and so on until Esther brought life to you…” Rae’s eyes were beaming with so much admiration towards the girl in front of her. “When your mother found out that you’d be a girl…she belittled you, she treated you like the worst kind of runt there could be…When she sensed you could be part of the prophecy she did everything in her power to stop you from shifting…”

Enid’s head snapped up, “What?”

Rae lowered her head in shame, “Esther had heard the prophecy years before you were born, she sensed your sexuality when you were five…from that day forward…she had been giving you suppressants…Moonbane Elixir, in small quantities, to prevent you from shifting…”

Wednesday was livid, she got up and paced around the room. “And you knew this and idly stood by? She was a child!”

”There wasn’t much we could do without causing a war amongst clans…we also didn’t find out until Enid was sent to Nevermore…” Rae tried to explain.

Enid was dumbfounded, she couldn’t move nor speak, her head going a mile a minute, “…All this time…I…I thought I was the problem…I was the runt that couldn’t shift…I went through all that torture...for nothing…” She was shaking, she pulled her knees up to her chest and hugged them tightly.

Wednesday walked up to her, standing in front of her, reaching out of her hand slowly, “Enid, my love.” Enid raised her head to look at Wednesday, “There was nothing ever wrong with you. You have always been perfect to me and others as well. You have touched the lives of many and have brought brightness to mine. We shall make them pay for what they put you through, this I promise you.”

”I think that’s is…fair.” Rae stated firmly, “And, there’s more…”

Both Enid and Wednesday raised an inquisitive eyebrow at Rae, “More?” Enid asked with a low nervous chuckle.

”I’m afraid so…When you arrived at Nevermore Larissa Weems secretly refused Esther’s request to give you the elixir in your foods like she had been doing all your life…She had tricked your mother into thinking she was giving them to you but she was really not, hoping that one day you’d shift without any help…” Rae informed. “Yet when you arrived at Nevermore, things escalated much more quickly than expected…Weems had been informed about the prophecy by a fellow staff member, that is why she set you both up as roommates…”

Wednesday was at a loss for words, she hated being part of somebody else’s game without her knowledge or consent. She waved her hand for Rae to continue.

Rae looked at them with a hint of sadness in her eyes, “When Esther found out about you two being roommates, she did everything in her power to get rid of you Wednesday…She planted the idea of revenge in Lauren Gate’s mind, she told her about the Hyde and how to unlock him…everything was a ploy to separate you two since the beginning…”

”How could someone hold so much power and be unchecked for so long?” Wednesday asked through gritted teeth.

”Being a Sinclair, direct descendant from Selene herself…She was basically royalty to the wolves…” Rae said sheepishly.

”That…that doesn’t make any sense…my…my father…” Enid started, choking down her words between sobs.

”Is not a Sinclair by blood…he took your mother’s last name when they wed as all the males before him…” She replied. 

“Spineless coward! No wonder he never stood up for Enid. No wonder he allowed all this abuse to continue and haunt her until this very day!” Wednesday’s knife was out once again, she stabbed it angrily onto Rae’s desk.

“It gets worse…” Rae added with a shrug. 

“Do tell.” Wednesday snapped.

”When Esther found out Enid had shifted, that she defeated the Hyde and that you killed Crackstone, she was beyond adamant to get rid of you…and what better way than to break her own daughter’s heart…” Rae paused and took a deep breath, “Have you ever asked yourself why the prison guards were so rough on you and not anyone else?”

Enid’s hands shot up to cover her mouth, “No…” Her eyes were wide and full of tears.

Wednesday froze, she felt a jolt of electricity running down her spine.

”Yes, the Sinclair’s are everywhere…She got you arrested, she was the one who had your family travel to Italy, she had set up a fake business deal with your father, she was the one who convinced the museum to put that ring on display for you to see, she explicitly had the guards be extra rough on you. You experience blackouts from time to time right?” Rae asked.

Wednesday only nodded.

”That was her doing as well. She wanted you to forget, she wanted you to forget Enid ever existed, even if it meant leaving you in a vegetative state…” Rae looked at both girls with sympathetic eyes, “See girls, she has been pulling all the strings since day one and now she’s coming over to finish all this once and for all…”

Wednesday jumped onto the desk pulling out the knife with one swift movement, “And you’re in on this too?”  She asked, pushing the silver knife to Rae's jugular.

”No! How could you think that? I’m here to guide and protect you!” Rae said defensively.

”After all you’ve told us. How could we ever trust you?” Enid added, standing by Wednesday’s side, claws unsheathed.

Rae sighed, “Because I too suffer the consequences of the stupid, no human mate law…” She looked at Enid, “Open that drawer, see for yourself.”

Enid opened the drawer, and in it, there was a family portrait. She could see a younger-looking Rae smiling back at her, to her right was the man she had seen her with the first time they met and 2 beautiful little…pups…

Rae smiled bitter-sweetly at her, “I was kicked from my family clan when they found out I was pregnant with my first child. They called them half breeds…”

Enid was yet again shaken to her core. Rae had a family yet not a clan… “But…how…you’re an Elder…they couldn’t just kick you out…”

”I was an Elder…part of the council even…Your mother had me banished when she found out, taking my place in the council as well… This…” she showed them her charm once more, “…is all I have left from them…but it was all worth it because I still have my family…” She smiled, a single tear rolling down her cheek, Wednesday let her go and backed up slowly as she saw Enid starting to go pale.

“Enid, darling?” She questioned, concern written all over her face.

Enid lifted her tear-covered face, looked at Wednesday, and then slowly to Rae. Her eyes darkened, her frown deepening, and she flared her fangs as she growled, drooling on the office floor. Her claws were out in a matter of seconds, her skin started to ripple, her bones cracked and reshaped, and her muscles bulged and stretched. Enid was shifting at a very rapid pace. 

The air filled with the sound of tearing fabric, and fur sprouted from every inch of her skin. She snarled and barked loudly as her transformation reached its peak. Enid towered over them, eyes blazing with primal intensity.

“Enid, mon loup. You are as majestic as ever.” Wednesday whispered, slightly out of breath at her demonstration of power. 

Enid was panting heavily, a low rumble vibrating from her chest. 

Rae looked at her in pure awe. She was a wolf herself yet had never seen such a large and overpowering one before… “She’s a blood moon alpha…” She let out in a hushed voice. “The prophecy…it was about you two…”

At this Enid snarled, her jaw trembling with pure rage. She lowered herself and was about to pounce on Rae when Wednesday jumped in front of her, putting her arms over her face… 

Everything went silent. A whimper could be heard from the corner of the office. Somehow during Enid’s attack, Wednesday had closed her eyes yet now she could feel the warmth of her blood soaking her sleeve…the sting of the freshly created bite tingling her skin…

She slowly opened her eyes and was surprised at the sight before her. Enid was back in human form, shaking, naked, her mouth covered in blood…her mate’s blood…She sobbed into her knees as she hugged them closer to her body… “I'm sorry…Wednesday…I…I didn't mean…” She managed to croak out.

Wednesday looked down at herself, her arm, a mess of flesh and blood, She stretched it and moved it around, inspecting the damage. “Enid, it is…alright. It is merely superficial. My bones, tendons, and muscles seem to be…working fine…” She ripped her sleeve off and wrapped it around her arm. She clutched her wounded arm around her chest and walked over to Enid, holding her tightly.

Rae stood in the same spot she was moments ago, unmoving, clearly still in shock. She breathed in and shook her head. “I didn't mean for this to escalate..” She walked over to her closet and pulled out a coat, handing it to Wednesday who wrapped it around Enid’s still trembling form.

“It…has been a lot on her...on all of us…” Wednesday stated, her face tinged with worry.

“I mean you no harm. I swear it on my family’s life…” Rae replied, bending down in front of Enid. A reverence she didn't know she elicited. 

Enid flinched as she lifted her head and saw Wednesday’s arm. “I…hurt you…I hurt my mate…” She said, trying to pull away yet Wednesday stood her ground.

“It is but a mere bite, Cara Mia. I shall recover promptly.” Wednesday responded, giving Enid a soft look only reserved for her. 

Rae stared at them with pleading eyes, “Please forgive me, girls. I wish nothing more than to help you with your upcoming battle. I pledge my loyalty to you, daughter of Selene, and to you daughter of Addams.” She bowed her head once more.

Wednesday helped Enid get up, “We must head home. We shall talk about this…at some other time.” 

Rae got up as well, “There’s clothes, in the closet. Take what you need. Use the bathroom over here.” She pointed to where everything was.

Enid nodded, walking towards the closet and pulling out a pair of jeans and a shirt. Wednesday stood by her side the whole time. “I'll be out in a second. Please, don't hurt each other while I'm gone.” She said looking between them.

Wednesday sat in one of the chairs, as did Rae. “So, what should we expect from…all of this?”

Rae looked at her with concern, “Esther will want to kill either of you. She does not want Enid to reach her full potential nor does she want your union to enhance said potential.”

Wednesday pondered, “You said the prophecy states that we shall bring peace to the clan? As you can see, I am not a very peaceful person and neither is Enid for that matter.”

Rae chuckled, “You shall mend the broken links in our clans. Break this barbaric tradition with your union and by this let our ranks grow once more.”

“And what makes you think I want any part of this?” Wednesday scowled.

“Because you love her, and you'd do anything to protect her…. And this means…a lot to her…” Rae said matter of factly. “Besides, she won't know true peace until Esther is…gone…”

Enid walked out of the bathroom, face washed, hair pulled to the side. “Do you…have any shoes I could borrow?” 

Rae got up and went through her closet fetching a pair of Crocs, “Will these do?”

Enid sniffled a giggle, “I suppose…”

Wednesday stood frozen in her spot. Rae’s words floated in her head. “I must do this…for her, with her…I cannot let Esther keep hurting her any longer…” She thought. 

She was shaken a bit then she felt nimble fingers grazing her arm. “We need to get this cleaned up and dressed, Αγάπη μου. Let's go home, please.” Enid said, nuzzling Wednesday’s cheek.

“I've already called you an Uber. It’s almost here. You guys can leave out the back.” Rae stated matter of factly.

“Our friends…they’re still out there…” Enid remembered. 

“I'll let them know you've gone home. Don't worry about it.” Rae smiled faintly at Enid.

“Wednesday, you’re still losing a lot of blood,” Enid said with worry.

Wednesday flashed her a smile, “Nothing I have not handled before, mi vida.”

“Wolf bites…are not like other wounds…You know what you have to do to cure it, right Enid?” Rae asked.

Enid nodded, “As soon as we get home. I'll tend to the wound.”

“Uber is here,” Rae said.

Enid helped Wednesday get up, holding her close to her side. Had it been anyone else, they surely would have been stabbed by now.

“We’ll talk more about this tomorrow,” Enid said, cooly.

“Understood,” Rae replied.

The ride home was a short one. Enid managed to get them into Wednesday’s apartment quickly and went straight to the bathroom.

“We need to take this off.” She told Wednesday.

“Mon loup, why so straightforward?” Wednesday giggled, which wasn't a good sign.

“You've lost too much blood…I'm going to wash you up ok?” Enid said, pulling Wednesday’s shirt off her body, careful not to touch her arm much.

Wednesday smiled brightly at her while she did so, “Your hands are so…soft…I have a girlfriend you know, she would not like to see you doing this…”

Enid chuckled, “I'm your girlfriend silly. “ 

Wednesday gasped, “Oh! Really? Well, aren't I a lucky woman?”

Enid opened the shower letting Wednesday’s body get soaked and then proceeded to lather her body in soap. “I need to get you cleaned up before I can tend to your wound.”

Wednesday giggled again, “That tickles…mhm…”

Enid was mesmerized by Wednesday’s giggly state, “I'll rinse you off now ok?”

“Anything you wish my love. I am all yours…do with me what you please…” Wednesday said, placing her head over Enid's shoulders as she pulled her in for a hug, wetting her loaned clothes in the process.

She used the hug to her advantage and lifted Wednesday up out of the shower and sat her on the toilet seat, promptly wrapping a towel over her body and drying her off. The wound still looked freshly agape.

“Wednesday?” Enid said, gaining her attention.

“Hmm?” She answered sheepishly. She looked drowsy and very pale due to the loss of blood.

“I'm going to have to…lick…the wound clean in order to seal it,” Enid announced, asking for consent to which Wednesday nodded slowly. “Ok, then…here goes…” 

Her breath felt warm, it tingled Wednesday’s skin and brought her back to all her senses, “Enid?” she breathed out as Enid gave one long slow lick at the wound… She instinctively closed her eyes, enjoying the soothing sensation she felt on her arm…

Enid looked up at her with half-lidded eyes and back down at her arm, not stopping as the wound started to close painfully slowly…

Wednesday let escape a low moan to which Enid smirked, “Of course, she’d feel pleasure at this…” she thought.

Once Enid saw the wound was fully closed, she lifted her head staring into Wednesday’s obsidian orbs. “How are you feeling?” She questioned.

Wednesday smiled for what felt like the billionth time today, “I have never enjoyed getting patched up as much as I have today…” She said in a husky voice, placing both hands on each side of Enid’s face and pulling her into a slow kiss.

Enid melted into her mate’s lips, opening her mouth slightly, receiving Wednesday’s tongue, as she deepened the kiss.

“Mmmm,” Wednesday moaned into Enid’s mouth, “You taste of blood…it suits you…” She said pulling away, their noses still bushing against each other’s. 

“It’s your blood, Αγάπη μου. And I hope I never have to taste it again…it was never my intention to hurt you…” Enid replied with remorse.

“What a way to ruin the fun, cariño.” Wednesday chuckled as she peppered kisses down Enid’s neck.

“Wednesday…you’re hurt…we…can’t…” Enid was trying with all her might to maintain her composure. Tonight had been a very emotionally packed day and they had so much to talk about… She pulled away, placing an arm under Wednesday’s knees and another at her back, carrying her bridal style into the bedroom… “You need to rest to recover all that blood you lost…” 

Wednesday hugged her tight, nuzzling her neck as Enid put her on the bed delicately. “I'll get you your pajamas.” She went into her closet and pulled out her black silk pajamas. As she went back into the room, she was… surprised to see Wednesday lying naked over her bed, looking at her like she wanted to devour her… “No, Wednesday. Up! You have to get dressed and…sleep.” Enid ordered, pulling her into a sitting position, doing her best to dress her and tuck her in. “You need to sleep…please.”

“Join me then?” Wednesday said with a slight pout.

Enid found her endearing, “I gotta shower first…I’ll be right back.” She rushed into the bathroom and hopped into the shower swiftly. By the time she was out, Wednesday was deeply asleep. 

Enid smiled at her sleeping form as she changed into her pajamas and slid into the bed, wrapping herself around her mate’s relaxed form.

Wednesday smiled, pushing her body back into Enid’s and rejoicing in her warmth. 

Enid kissed the top of her head and whispered in her ear, “Sweet dreams, Αγάπη μου. I love you.” She snuggled her tighter and closed her eyes.

“I love you too, Enid Addams…” Wednesday’s voice came in nothing more than a whisper which Enid’s enhanced ears picked up clearly. She smiled and kissed Wednesday's shoulder falling fast asleep.