AN: Sorry for the late update. I've had some personal troubles which disabled me from writing. But now I want to actively work on this story again :-) Hope you will still enjoy it with me.
18th of August
She's sitting in the grass with the sketchbook in her lap. He gets out of his car, walks closer to her and eyes her while she draws. There's another book next to her. Judging by the cover it's a literary thriller of some kind.
He went into her room once when she was out with Zoe somewhere. He doesn't know why he did it, he just did it. Out of curiosity probably. He noticed she had a lot of books. Not just study books or books on art. But books for reading and of course children's books. A few of them had her name on the cover because she animated them. It made him curious, he wanted to know what kind of stuff she made.
It was nice. Of course it was for children and it was art so he automatically didn't care for it.
But it was nice.
Now he looks at her as she sits in the grass. The loose braid shows all the different colors from her hair even better. The tank-top reveals her small shoulders and pale skin. A few more steps and he'll be looking down her cleavage.
A few yards away from her, Zoe is playing with a girl with two pony tails and a blue summer dress. He doesn't know the other girl. She's around the same age as his daughter though.
Rae keeps an eye on the two girls while drawing and doesn't notice Victor Creed standing behind her until he's right there.
"That for your next book?" he asks out of interest as he nods at her sketches.
"No" she answers as she looks up at him "It's a project for Zoe".
"Very nice" he genuinely compliments her on her drawings "I always thought the cubs were suppose to make us drawings though. Not the other way around".
She chuckles "You're not wrong mister Creed" she replies as she gets up to stand next to him and rearranges her dress "But this is not for a book that will be published. I'm only gonna have one copy made, for Zoe. For when she's a little older".
Some of the sketches are still lying in the grass and he eyes one in particular. A tall man with a long black coat and sharp fingernails. Doesn't seem suitable for a children's book at all. But what does he know.
"What's the book about?" he asks her.
"About a little girl and her father. Their both superhero's and they go on adventures, saving the world, that kind of stuff. Just kid's stuff you know".
He nods slowly at her, a grin playing around his lips "Right. So that explains where she got that idea".
"What idea?" she asks him.
"Well frail, few days ago Zoe asked me if I saved the world again. Had no idea what she was talking about".
"Ah" Rae flushes with red a little "Yeah that might be my fault".
"I assumed it was" he replies with a smirk.
"Well, in my defense mister Creed, she used to ask me why you won't spend more time with her all the time. I tell her that you're busy with work, she wants to know what kind of work you do and so on" Rae crosses her arms and straightens her back, letting him know that she's not to blame "So I told her that you're a superhero and that's why you're always so busy. I told her you're out saving the world".
He growls internally "Shouldn't put ideas like that in her head".
Rae narrows her eyes at him "If you would just be home with her more often, I wouldn't have to".
"Who's the other cub?" Creed smoothly changes the subject, not about to listen to the half-breed nag at him about spending time with his daughter again.
He talks to his daughter, sometimes he takes her to bed and he took her to the park once. He even shows up for breakfast from time to time. What more does this bitch want?
"It's one of Zoe's friend. I've been taking her to swimming classes over the summer. Mainly to get to know other people and for me to know some of their parents. So we can set play dates. It worked" Rae finishes her sentence quite triumphantly.
"Hm" Creed nods "Good".
Before he walks off he suddenly remembers something.
He turns back around "By the way, how's feral life treating you?".
He smirks at her, flashing his fangs in the process. He knows that she was supposed to take that anti-feral serum two weeks ago, but she didn't. Like they agreed. And nothing bad had happened so far. She thought maybe she would get more aggressive, but nothing happened.
Creed promised to keep an eye on her while she went through the changes, and he stuck to his promise even though he knew it would be unnecessary. He deliberately started working from home more and more often. Although he never told her that was the reason.
Since she stopped taking the serum, her scent had changed and it hadn't been easy for him to be around her. Which was something he hadn't counted on.
Her appearance had only slightly changed. Her nails and teeth had become more like his.
Although they were a mite smaller in comparison to him, they were still obviously present.
She makes a funny face before answering his question "Not too shabby to be honest" she admits "Except that I bit my lips five times already today".
He cocks a brow "Heal instantly?".
"Yes" she sighs "But still have to get used to it though. I like the healing factor. And the acute senses, especially those".
"Told ya" he grins "Any of your worst fears about being feral come true yet?".
He almost wants to make a joke about whether or not she's slaughtered anyone yet, but he stops himself just in time.
She chuckles lightly "No, not yet, but keep taunting me and you'll find out".
He raises his brows "Is that so frail? Cuz if you wanna test your strength, just say the word" he tries to taunt her as he looks at her intensely.
She laughs and bites her lip again. She's not gonna test her feral powers against his. He's a 200 year old feral male who's completely in control.
"No, but thank you mister Creed. I'll keep it in mind and never take you up on it".
He smirks as he walks over to the house "That's what I thought. Shame though".
He goes up stairs, picks up some work files in his study and glares out of the window as he goes through the files. The files do not have the attention they should have. He's way too busy glancing outside continuously to see what goes on.
A car stops in front of his gate. A tall male around the age of 30 gets out. Victor glares at Rae as he sees her greet the man in a friendly manner. They have a chat and share a few laughs. He growls internally. Who is this guy and what is he doing on his property...
He mentally slaps himself when it's obvious that this must be the other cub's father. The girl with the two pony tails walks over to him and he lifts her up.
Yes, definitely the other father. Maybe he should go and introduce himself. But something stops him. He doesn't want to get to know this man.
This man who's awfully familiar with Rae who also seems to enjoy his company. But the guy enjoys it more. Creed can smell exactly what he wants. He taps her on the shoulders, makes a joke, smiles at her. She smiles back, but it's merely a polite smile.
When the car with the man and his daughter leaves, Creed goes downstairs and into the garden again. He walks over to Rae.
"He certainly seems to like you".
She looks up "Hm?".
Victor Creed nods towards to leaving car "The way he looked at you... He was undressing you with his eyes".
"Don't be silly. He's just being polite" she replies "And even if he does like me; good. That way Zoe will be invited over more often".
"I think he's more interested in inviting you over" he pesters her.
"He's married".
Victor chuckles at her naivety "He doesn't care".
He wants to tell her that the other dad wants to get into her pants and would probably be thinking about her tonight when he's screwing his wife, but instead Victor bites his tongue. The little half-breed probably knew exactly what she was doing with the guy.
"Mister Creed, is this conversation over? Because then I'll put Zoe in the shower".
He smirks "You are dismissed".
"Ha. ha. ha" she replies sarcastically "Very funny. Thought you didn't do jokes".
"I don't".