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The sound of Esther's tired sigh is what wakes me.

When I open my eyes, I'm lying on the ground and I can see Esther sitting next to me, and she a little annoyed.

I'm not sure how long I've been out but it looks like the suns started going down a little, so I suppose it's been an hour since I passes out.

There's a rush of embarrassment at the fact that I actually fainted, but I'm sure many men in my position would've done the same thing.

'I'm not sick. I'm pregnant'

Esther's words ring through my head on repeat. She's pregnant. I'm going to become a father.

I know every child is considered a blessing, and a lot of people want a child more than anything and cant have them. I know I should feel grateful fate gifted me with this.

But I'm not. I know the fate any child of mine will be faced with and it's not pretty.

"Oh, good you're awake. I was beginning to think you hit head and died." Esther says when she notices my eyes are open. I'm dreading this conversation, but I know it can't be avoided.

Except when I finally stand and face Esther I find my throat closed up, and no words are able to come out of my mouth.

Finally, when it became apparent I'm not going to speak up Esther decides to. "Well, that wasn't the reaction I expected I thought you'd be happy for me. Mikael is extremely happy about becoming a father again."

My eyebrows crunch up a little in confusion at her words. Mikael. I mean I thought-

Esther booming laughing interrupt my thoughts before they can continue." Wait did you think I was trying to say you were the father? God no it's my husband's child, I just thought you should know in case you saw me with a child and thought it was your but it's not. Totally not." With that being said she goes back to laughing.

Honestly at this point I'm angry. Did she really come all the way to my camp just to tell me her husband got her pregnant? Then she laughs like the thought it could be mine is funny, it not I was sleeping with her at the same time as him.

"How do you know it's your husband child. Me and you slept together a little over a month ago, around the time you conceived. So, it easily could be my child." When I tell her this the laughing stops immediately replaced by a look of fear.

I know I shouldn't takes satisfaction at the look on her face, but it's hard not to with how she's acting.

Until I realize why she's doing this. She's scared. God why wouldn't she be, she's pregnant by a man who's not her husband, after spending months trying to save her marriage, this could ruin her.

I let out a sigh of annoyance at myself when I feel my anger at her disappearing. I can never stay mad at er for long. "Look Esther it's ok were going to figure this out. Maybe you can sneak out occasionally so I could see the child-"

Esther suddenly set out an ear-piercing scream interrupting me. "No do you hear me. IT'S NOT YOURS IT CANT BE. This is Mikeal's child growing in me. Do you have any idea what he will do if he finds out about us?"

I don't give her a second to breath before I respond. "Not my problem this is my child and I'll be damned if I let you keep me away from my child., and don't you dare try to say it's not mine because you know it is. You wouldn't have risked coming all the way to camp and tell me about the child if you didn't know in your heart it's mine."

She crying by the time I finish talking, but what does she want me to do hold her while she tries to takes my child from me.

We both know it's mine. I can feel it in my gut, and I know she does to. It makes no sense for her to tell me of the pregnancy otherwise. I had no intention of going to or anywhere near town after we ended things, so I would've seen the child otherwise, and even is her and Mikael have more children that's not my business.

Esther continues to sob in front of me. "Please Ansel you have to understand there could be a chance it's Mikaels's child, and even if it's not you cant be involved. He'll kill us both, think of the danger you being around puts us in. Think of how the other pack would react if they discovered you finally father the child of the prophecy. He'd be in constant danger."

I wont listen to her on this. It's my child and she wont deter me from being in his life. Wait a second did she just say he?

"He. It's a boy you know that for sure. I'm having a son." I ask and after a second Esther hesitantly nods. I feel a booming smile on my face at the thought of my child.

"There's a spell most witches do as soon as they discover they're pregnant to check the health and development of the fetus. It can tell you the gender almost immediately, and it can tell any other things about the child…" She trails off into an awkward silence.

I already know what she's going to say. It can tell you anything about the baby and it's parentage. Which I'm sure is how she knew it was mine, she was just in denial, she just didn't want to admit it to herself.

My heart is beating widely in my chest from excitement and….fear.

I'm confused for a minute about what I need to be afraid of when I finally register what all Esther just said.

'The child of the prophecy'

My eyes widen in shock when I realize she's right, My son is the one foretold about. The one who will become the King of all Alpha's.

He'll also be hunted his entire life. People wanting to get ahold of him to you him and his abilities as an Alpha Wolf.

'She's right. Oh God she's right I cant be in his life. I'll do nothing but bring destruction to him.'

It hurts to think this but it's true. Me and my brother dealt with so much hassle growing up with everyone wondering who would be Alpha. We had a member of our pack killed when it became apparent he was spreading info about our pack to others. He told everyone when we were born, and when it was determined that me or my brother would be the one to produce the child Lani spoke of.

Before that we got some look and attention from other pack but after this we almost never left camp it was to dangerous. Multiple attempts were made on our life, and some of those attempts got close to finishing the job.

My hand flies to my neck where a scar that goes from my neck to my hip goes. I remember getting this was only a few month after my 13th birthday when we went hunting in the woods, it was me and my brother and father when we were ambushed. There were at least 10 of them we had weapons, but we were quickly outnumbered.

If it hadn't been for some pack members passing by coming back from a meeting with a local witch we would've been killed.

Either way I ended up taking my first kill, and so did my brother, and I ended up getting cut open with a sword laced with wolfsbane. The pain was imaginable, and I spent days in and out of conscious. I barely made it out alive.

I don't want this for him. I don't want him to fear for his life, to be hunted down by people. Rather it's to kill or use him.

I know Esther knows this. We didn't talk about my brother or her daughter too much, but we discussed it somewhat. She knew the pain I went through loosing my other half, the guilt I feel about his death.

She also knew despite all this I actually want children, but I refuse to have any. I told her I'd rather die than make any child grow up with a life like this.

"I'm sorry Ansel, but you know you cant be involved. If anyone every found out it was your child well…He wouldn't make it more than a few month before someone came for him." Esther says softly.

I hate looking at her now, because I can actually see the pity on her face Somehow this feels worse than when she was being outright cruel to me.

She walks forward to crease me check, and I lean into her and my hands go to her stomach. To the place where my son is growing. "I love you so much Ansel, and I will never forget you. I'm sorry it has to be this way. I..I should go." She leans forward to give me one last kiss then runs off.

I just watch her go. Feeling my heart breaking all over again. Except it's stronger than when she left, maybe because now I'm not just letting her go but my child to.

Esther's only a few feet away when she stops and turn towards me. For a second she look nervously at me before she ask, "What…What was his name, your brother I mean. You spoke about him, and what he was like but never his name."

She's right I felt comfortable speaking to her about him because I knew she understood the pain of his loss, but I could never bring myself to say it out loud. I haven't not since he died.

Not since my stupidity got him killed in the first place.

I take a deep breath and prepare myself for the upcoming pain and guilt saying his name will bring. "Niklaus. My brother's name was Niklaus. He was amazing and I miss him every single day of my life."

For some reason a happy laugh bubbles out of me when instead of pain I just feel relief and peaceful. For years I wouldn't say his name and I think a part of me knew that was wrong, because it was almost like I wasn't acknowledging a part of him.

I should've said his name every day, so he knew I never forgot about him. I think about him a lot and I spoke of him, but it wasn't the same.

I don't know it feels better like somehow he's still here.

I cant help it as my gaze falls to her belly at that thought, and a smile graze my lips as I realize maybe he is here after all.

With another soft look at me Esther finally leaves, and with nothing else to do I treaded my way back home.

It's been a few weeks since I learn about my son's existence and I keep giving myself whiplash with my feelings. Honestly I feel some of everything and a little of nothing all at once.

One minute I'm empty. I'm depressed and sad about never seeing him. Never getting a chance to hold my baby boy in my arms, and see him grow.

The next I'm overcome by fear at what could happen to him if I let my selfish needs overcome my duty as a father, and if I give in and see him and he's discovered. I keep having this nightmare where I come to see him, and a little baby is lying there dead. This nightmare has kept me up many nights.

Then all of a sudden I'm angry at Esther. I mean she knew I could never be involved, hell she didn't want to acknowledge that it was even my baby at first. Now I have to live knowing he's out there, never getting to see him, knowing he's being raises believing another man to be his father.

Then there's guilt, because I know I would rathe know about my son, and know he's alive then never know he was out there. I also know I'm grateful Esther decided to tell me about our child.

I just don't now how to deal with this. I have all the emotions that most men feel when they're preparing to become a father expect unlike them I'll never see my child.

I shake my head to get rid of those thoughts. Thinking about them just cause me so much pain, and I feel my eyes water for a second as tears try to escape.

I'm so caught up in my emotions I don't hear my father come up until he's right upon me. He's smart enough to realize what happen, well partly anyway. He knew what I was doing as I snuck out of camp for hours each day, and he knew what happened when I came back looking heartbroken and stopped leaving camp so much.

He doesn't though know about my son. His grandchild.

So, we he comes up to me and see my face. Sad, fallen, with tears barely being help back he thinks it's just about me and Esther ending things. "Oh, come on Ansel look I know you and your little witch must have ended things, but what did you expect I mean she is married. Besides your Alpha of a pack and I didn't want to say anything, but you've kinds been slacking back on your duties lately."

After this I don't say anything. Honestly I'm kind of annoyed right now. I mean I'm obviously upset over this and he comes over here basically telling me to get over it, and criticizes my ability as Alpha.

Then again I also keep quiet because he's right. I knew me and Esther would end, and I knew I'd be feeling this pain. I also know he's right about me slacking in duties as Alpha. I spent as much time with Esther as I could, and I definitely should have cut back on how often I saw her.

Except seeing Esther brought me my son, and I cant bring myself to regret his creation.

When I look back at my father I see him looking the tiniest built guilty when he realizes he was a little too harsh, but suddenly a thought occurs to me. He's been in my position before. He's had to deal with being a father to a child related to the prophecy and deal with knowing because of this his child's life is always going to be in danger.

"How'd you deal with raising twin knowing what would become of us? You job as a father is to protect your child, but you knew you'd loose one of us no matter what you did?" I ask suddenly.

I wanna take the words back I my mouth as soon as there out, but it's too late. The whole point of me not being in my child's life was to protect him, by not letting anyone find out he's mine. Something that's not going to work if I start telling people. I mean I didn't out right say it, but my father has to wonder why I'm asking this.

I also know it's probably bringing up a lot of memories around Niklaus's death.

"It was hard. The absolute hardest thing I've ever done. I help my two baby boys in my arms and knew one day I'd be burning one of your bodies on a pyre. I refused to let that stop me from loving you, from trying to save you both somehow. It was painful, tiring, and just completely worth it. I don't regret being your father." He says.

Somehow this is exactly what I needed to hear because it's exactly how I feel. Both of us were at one point in the same boat.

I refuse to think about how my father failed in his plan to save us both and how he deals with the pain of the loss of a child. You'll have to pry my son out of my cold dead hands before I give him up.

"Why do you ask? I mean you've next asked questions like this before." He says and I look away from him, so I don't see him looking at me suspiciously.

I know if I look him in the eyes he'll know something is up, and I'll feel compelled to spill all my secrets.

He's my father and I trust him more than anything, but I just cant tell him. He's set in his belief and one of those is each child of the pack is raised as pack. They live at camp, they're surrounded my wolves at all times, they train to help protect the pact, they learn the ways of the wolves. He'll want the child raised here.

Epically since my child with be the son of the Alpha, a child who's supposed to unite the packs under his rules. I know that he'll insight we take the child and raise him here. Something Esther will never allow, and something I want but can't let happen.

"It's close to the anniversary of Niklaus's death, and I've just been thinking of him lately." I tell him. It seems like a good enough excuse, but when I look up at him he's wide eyes and shocked.

Then I realize something I just said my brother's name for the first time around my father in 15 years. Suddenly I feel guilty I mean I couldn't do it; I couldn't say his name even around my own family the pain was to much. Except I think I forgot I wasn't the only one who lost him.

Suddenly I want to talk about him with my father. I want us to remember our lost pack member together.

I decide to speak up. "Hey remember when me and Niklaus tried to sneak over to the crescent pack to see those two girls and when you caught us we said it was an accident you caught us outside the camp line. Like we just accidently got teleported out there, and we didn't try to sneak out. God we were so dumb."

My father looks at me for a second before he smiles, a big smile, bigger than I've seen on him in years.

He lets out a booming laugh before sitting down and joining me in reminiscing about Niklaus for the rest of the night.

I know I shouldn't be here right now, perched in a tree in the woods near Esther's home, but I just need to see her. I know to see if he's here yet.

It's been months since me and Esther last spoke, more than 7 months at least. So, I know she's nearing the end of her pregnancy. I just…I mean we never discussed what would happen when the child was born.

We both know I cant be in the child's life, but I mean surely she's going to at least let me know when he's born. Let me at least hold him in my arms at least once before I have to let him go forever.

I've been so good lately. I stayed away, spent more time back with my pack and father, and trying to move on with my life.

I deserve this bit of selfishness. I just need to-

Whatever thought I was about to have is cut off when I see Esther starting to emerge from her home with her family, and I can see she's still VERY PREGNANT.

My heart is beating widely in my chest at the sight of her. I mean I've seen pregnant women before but looking of her swollen belly and knowing it's my child in there is different. The urge to run down there are feel her belly, feel my son moving around inside of her is so strong.

I ignore those urges though and just stay up here looking into her eyes- wait what. I shake my head a little bit, but when I look back she's still there looking right at me. I'm confused on how she was able to find me up here, and why she doesn't look mad. I know I shouldn't, but I decide to take a chance and I give our signature bird call, and she waits a second before nodding at me.

I jump down from my spot and run faster than I ever have to the clearing to wait for her.

I pace back and forth waiting for her to appear, scared she changed her mind and isn't coming, but I don't wait long before she appears before me.

Standing in front of me like some beautiful pregnant goddess.

"I know I messed up, we agreed it was for the best I don't see our son. I just I wasn't sure if you were at least going to let me know when you gave birth, or what his man is, or if you were going to let me hold him at leas once." I say in a rush. The words spewing out of my mouth.

"No, I can't let you hold him. I don't think you understand the instant bond that appears when you hold your child for the first time, and I cant risk you getting attached and tying to see him afterwards. I will write to you after I deliver him." Esther says.

I just nod a little knowing she's right, and that it's the best I can get out of the sucky situation were in.

Esther's biting her lip in a nervous manner, like she has something else she wants to say but doesn't know if she should. Finally, she speaks up. "Do um….Do you want to feel him kick? He moves all the time, like more than any of my other babies did and oh-"

I rush forward and my hands are on her belly before she cant finishing speaking. I run my hands all over her trying to feel where he is, but I'm disappointed when I feel nothing. He doesn't want to kick for me.

Esther taking pity on me pats her belly and starts talking to the baby." Come on little one you were kicking a few seconds ago. I have someone here who really wants to feel those strong kicks of your."

Still nothing. I try and keep my face blank, so she doesn't see how hurt I am. I guess I shouldn't be surprised he doesn't know me. It hurts though it's like my own son is rejecting me somehow.

Esther keeps trying though. "Come on little one don't be like this. God you kick like crazy when don't want you do, like when I'm trying to sleep. Yet here we are a time when I want you to kick, and you give me nothing. Honestly Niklaus you-"

She cuts herself off trying to stop herself from speaking, but it's too late I already her what she said.

Niklaus. She names the baby after my brother, after the uncle he's never going to meet.

I feel a smiles coming onto my face. I love it this is a perfect way to honor him, and I did tell her I would love to name my child after my brother if I had been allowed to have one.

Esther begins to relax seeing my smile, realizing I'm not bothered my the gesture, and am actually very happy by it.

Suddenly I feel a few strong punches on my hands, and I smiles even brighter realizing I'm actually feel my little boys kicks.

'Your father loves you baby. Even if you don't know me know that you mean more to me than anyone else' I will these thought into the baby. I know he wont hear them, but I like to imagine he got the message.

We stay like this for an hour. My hands on her belly feeling the little ones kicks inside. When she has to eventually leave I feel peaceful about it. I know she'll tell me when he come, and I know he has a part of me and his family with him in his name.

I should've known this would happen. I've never been able to keep anything from my father for long, and I knew he was suspicious when I asked about his feeling on being a father.

A few weeks ago, he went into town and saw a pregnant Esther. He came back apologizing saying her having her husband child must've been what cause us to break up, and I exploded. I was pissed asking him why'd he assumed it was Mikael's.

It was before I got to speak to Esther, and feel my son kick, so it was back when I was feeling on edge.

It wasn't until I caught him looking at me did I realize how stupid I had been. He knows she was only with her husband and me, and with me implying that Mikael wasn't the father that only leaves….

"Is that your child she's carrying?" He asked.

I've never been good a lying to him, but I did that night. Spewing about how it sucks she's moving on and how I cant have a child. I told him I never would fearing it would be to dangerous. He didn't agree, but didn't push the issue.

I was hoping he'd bought it. I mean he didn't bring it up again, and he did let the conversation drop. Sometimes though I would catch him looking at me like he was trying to read my mind, and I feared rather he really believed my excuse or not.

So, when I walked into my tent that night to see him standing there with a letter in hand, and looking pissed. I know immediately something is wrong.

"This is for you. Your little witches friend drop it off with the order it go to the Alpha. I suspected but I knew I needed to read this to confirm what I thought. Congrats by the way your son Niklaus was just born." He say thrusting the note towards me.

I knew I was caught, and I felt like a child again who'd been caught snaking extra treats when I wasn't supposed to. Without looking at him I open the letter.

Dear Ansel

Esther has asked me to inform you that your son Niklaus has just been born, but that she cant let you see him. Now I don't agree with this it feels wrong that you should see him at least once.

Besides I had a dream of you holding him the night he was born, and my dreams are always meant to come true. Earlier I laced Esther and her family with a little sleeping potion, so you have 2 hours. Use them wisely.

"So, let's go I have a grandson I'd like to hold." Father says and with that he's marching out of the tent towards town. With me following behind him.

I'm scared of my father's reaction, but I'd dying to see my child.

Here you go Klaus has finally been born, and his father (and grandfather) are on their way to meet him.

Who else is excited for the nest chapter. Which will probably be posted by tomorrow or the next day. It'll also be the last chapter for sure.

What did you guts think about the name too. I love the idea of Niklaus being an important meaningful name given to him.