Lucan became the very core of our lives after his birth. He was our everything, our little one that we held so very dear. At first, I was very unsure of myself because I had never been around a child, much less a newborn. That, however, quickly dissipated as I cared for Lucan. Most everything came naturally for me within the first few days of giving birth to him, so I was immensely pleased I was able to care for him without help. Lucian hovered almost every moment just to be near to our son. It was a whole new side to my husband that I had never seen before and I loved every moment of it. He was always looking for new ways to help me, finding that his favorite thing to do was just hold Lucan and rock him to sleep. They were quite the pair, my husband and son, but I would never have it any other way.
Isabel continued to remain close to us, even after I had given birth. We introduced her to Lucan when he was just a few days old and they immediately took to each other, just as we thought they would. She became sort of a second mother to him; there to protect him when Lucian or I could not. Just as always, she stayed right outside of our room and slept by the fireplace where it was warm. It was almost as if she were a part of our family now, which we considered her to be. She never snapped at us nor snarled at all. There was a complete circle of trust she carried with us and that was comforting. My former belief that Lycans were just monsters was completely dissipated. They had cares and families, just like vampires did, and she found that some were even more loyal than vampire families.
When Lucan was a few weeks old, we received word that my father and his Death Dealers had begun their trek eastward, right toward our castle. Lucian decided that the time had come for us to move, for the safety of our son. Within a matter of days, we were packed and ready to go. As soon as the sun set, we rode out into the night with the Lycans forming around us for protection. Lucan was safely nestled in a sling around my body, fast asleep. His warm body was pressed against mine and I could feel his tiny chest rising and falling with each breath he took. Riding with a small child was much different than riding alone, but I enjoyed the feeling of having my son there. He was very much a part of me, connected to my heart.
We travelled for nearly two weeks Southward, keeping sheltered during the day for my sake. Lucan took to the road well and enjoyed riding in the night air almost as much as I did. Lucian rode by my side, often checking on our son as he slept. He was a wonderful father and husband to Lucan and I, doing his best to keep us both safe. When we found another abandoned fort, we made it our own. It was small, but easy to defend. Lucian busied himself setting up things for the Lycans while Isabel and I went inside to prepare for dawn, which was fast approaching. I found a room that had one window that was covered and made it mine and Lucian's room. Isabel found her spot just outside of the room and I brought her blankets to her and laid them out on the floor so she could get comfortable. When I walked back into the room, Lucan was crying. I went to him and picked him up, cuddling him and kissing his forehead.
"What's the matter little one?" I cooed softly at him. "It's alright, I'm here."
My mothering instincts were strong now and I was able to sense that he was just distressed by the move. I began rocking him back and forth while walking around the room, knowing that it would soothe him. Within a few minutes, he was calm again and looking around the room, observing his new surroundings. Just looking at him, anyone would know that he was Lucian and I's son. He had Lucian's eyes, mouth, and his ears while he had my nose, forehead, and little smile. I still could not see why my father would want to destroy something so innocent. Lucan had done nothing wrong in being born and neither had Lucian and I in falling in love and conceiving our son.
A little while later, after I had put Lucan down for his nap, Lucian came to our room. I had already put up most of our things and was folding a few of the blankets we had brought. Without a word, he came over and wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed my neck. He knew that I loved that. Sighing contentedly, I turned around and faced him, pressing my forehead to his and placing my hands on the sides of his face. Leaning in, he kissed my lips softly.
"Everything is sorted out and we're settled in," he said.
"Good," I murmured. "And all the others are comfortable?"
He nodded. "Raze and the others have their quarters down the hall a ways; and the other Lycans are wandering the forest as we speak. They prefer it out there."
I smiled. "Alright, as long as everyone is provided for."
"Where is Isabel?" he asked, looking around.
"She sleeping outside the door," I replied. "I think she likes it here."
"That's good," he grinned. "How is our son?"
"He is well, I just got him to sleep actually," I answered, walking over to the baby's bed, taking Lucian's hand and leading him there with me.
Our son was sleeping contentedly in his bed with his blankets wrapped around him. His little hand was right next to his face and he was almost sucking his fingers. He was just starting to grow more hair and it was coming in dark, like my own and Lucian's. And he had also gained weight since his birth, which meant he was healthy. Since the beginning, when I had first known I was with child, all I had ever wanted was a healthy, strong child. Lucan was exactly that; healthy and strong. Staring at him while he slept, he reminded me of Lucian so much. Father and son carried the same look on their face when they were happy and content. I watched as Lucian bent down and kissed the top of Lucan's head softly. We were absolutely in love with our son and kept falling more and more with every day that passed. Nothing made me happier than to see the two of them together.
"He is growing so fast, isn't he?" I mused.
Lucian smiled and looked back at me, "He is. Soon enough we'll be chasing him all around the house."
I laughed softly and corrected him, "I think you'll be doing more of the chasing, my love. But I know you will enjoy every minute of it."
"I will," he agreed. "A father and son sport. That is what we'll call it."
"How am I ever going to keep up with the two of you?" I teased. "If my husband and my son are always running about, how will I ever get any rest?"
He moved close to me and wrapped his arms around my waist again, "I thought vampires didn't need any rest."
"We don't, but we like the idea of it," I whispered in his ear. "It makes things...tempting."
It had been months since Lucian and I were intimate, long before Lucan's birth. Our lives had been so out of control the last couple of months, so we had not made time for one another. We had successfully got away from the Coven, created our own coven with Lycans, I had given birth to our son, and we had just moved once again to avoid conflict with my father and the Coven. Alone time had not been put in there anywhere really. Over time, we had had stolen moments alone while our son slept, but he had not yet learned to sleep for long periods of time as he did now.
I took his hand and lead him to our bed nearby and kissed him passionately, as we used to when we met in the chapel high above the Coven walls before we were discovered. His hands wrapped around my waist possessively and pulled me close to him. My assumption had been right; he needed me as much as I needed him right then. I pushed his vest off and it fell to the floor, leaving his chest bare. Not once did my lips leave his. Slowly, he laid me back on our bed and continued to kiss me passionately, on my lips, neck and shoulders. This was the most attention we had paid to one another's needs in a while and both of us had missed that. I looked into his eyes, finding the desire there that matched my own. He removed the dress I was wearing in one swift move before his lips found mine again. His hands wandered across my stomach with the lightest of touches, giving me shivers down my spine. When he pressed his warm torso to my own, a thousand nerves in my body burst at once. I had missed my husband.
A while later, I laid in Lucian's arms, looking into his eyes. Those eyes, which had always been a great source of comfort for me. He was the only man I had ever loved, nor would I ever love. Never once had I regretted my decision to love him, even though he was a Lycan. Lycan, Vampire...it was all irrelevant to me now. Our son was both, so the bloodlines could be mingled, unlike the beliefs of my prejudice father. We belonged together despite what the rules were. I had loved Lucian from the moment we first met all those years ago and had kept it secret for so long.
"Do you remember the first words I ever said to you?" I asked.
"How could I forget," he chuckled softly. "You were just seventeen and had come back from training with your father. You came into my shop and brought me your sword and said 'Blacksmith, I want this sharpened so sharp I could cut rock with it.' I will never forget because that was the moment I truly fell in love with you."
"And what was your reply?" I shifted so I was facing him more.
"As you wish," he murmured. "That was all I could say. But, if I could have said anything, it would have been 'I love you' because I did and still do. I always will love you Sonja."
"And I will always love you Lucian," I said. "You are my world, along with our son."
"As you are mine."
I still did not know what the future would hold, with my father's Death Dealers always on the hunt, but I did know that no matter what would come our way, Lucian and I would stick it out together. We would protect our son with all that we had. For now, that is all that we knew and we were content with that.
A/N: Sorry this is so late coming and that it's ridiculously short. College is taking over my life again. I promise the next post will be longer. Reviews are greatly appreciated! Thank you to everyone who already reviewed, I love you guys!