Huge thanks to Dragon Faere and brainfear for being my first reviewers. E-hugs to the both of you. ( and Dragon Faere, just to clear things up for you, Christian is a Lycan. I can understand your confusion though, because Christopher who is a vampire also got mentioned in the same chapter. But, Christian is most definitely a Lycan.)
Sometimes it may take me a while to get a new chapter up, because of my frequent mental blocks, but don't hate me for it. I do normally have an imagination ( too much of one, most of the time), but when I write movie fanfics and haven't seen the movie in a little while, I forget things that I thought up while seeing the movie and it takes me a little while to remember them. So, if it seems that it has been forever since I put up a new chapter, just be patient and there should be one by the end of the week to an week later.
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Christian was almost asleep on his feet when the limousines finally pulled up the drive at the Lycans mansion. It was a newer one than that of the vampires, but it still held secrets in its walls. He would like nothing more than to go up to his room and collapse on his bed, letting sleep take him, but there was something nagging at the back of his mind. He kept remembering back at the covenant when he first saw Elise, if that was her name, he couldn't remember. He had recognized the design that had been indented into the spider pendant's back that she had been wearing and he knew he had seen it somewhere before, but he couldn't remember where.
He snapped his fingers idly as he entered his room, causing the lights to flick on. He stood in front of his bookcase, idly running his hands over the spines of the books, until he found the one he was looking for. With a sharp tug, he pulled the book forwards on the shelf, triggering the mechanism that caused the entire shelf to slide sideways and away from the wall. Hidden in the small cavity, were several more shelves. These were the books that he didn't like people knowing he had. They weren't really bad in most ways, but they were all about Vampires and Lycans most hated enemies, the Mages. Normally, it would be perceived as strange that a Lycan boy would be so fascinated in things that he was brought up to hate. But, no one knew the secret that his father had it stricken from the history books and the records of his birth.
He was half mage.
When his father was his age, he had met a beautiful young woman one day in Prague. From the way his father told it, it seemed like love at first sight. But, eventually the truth revealed itself. She was a mage and he was a Lycan. Although, their clan rules would not allow them to join together in marriage, they did anyway. Two months after they were married his mother had discovered that she was pregnant. Apparently, his father was overjoyed at the news, thinking that this was the way to finally end the war. It was not so.
When, he was two years old, Lycans broke into their home when his father was out. They killed his mother and would have killed him, too if not for the fact that his father returned home at that exact moment, heard his screams of terror and had raced to his room, where in his blind rage and grief, he slaughtered all the other Lycans. That was seventeen years ago and he could still hear his mother begging for them to kill her instead of her child.
Christian shook his head, trying to clear out the painful memories and took a deep, shuddering breath, like a swimmer breaking the surface after diving to the bottom of a lake. He slid one of the history books off the shelf and flopped onto his bed to read it. But, sleep overtook him and the dawn found him still dressed, lying on his bed with the book on his chest, dead to the world.